I want to tell you a story but only to you. Do not get scared because of what I will say. I warn you that you will tremble in the next moments. You will be like an small tree in front of the wind and you will feel your little bones inside as if they were crystal. Your little eyes will move as two small balls that come and go, and your hair is going to stretch up as wanting to touch the sky. The expression of your little face will be very ugly and you will not want to see yourself in the mirror. I am not a ghost, I am only a moment, I assure you. But you can trust me and in fact, you will . You will start shouting but will not be able to move. You will feel like wanting to leave this place but will not be able to flee because you are tied with very heavy chains. Besides, I will surround you with spiders and scorpion. And if you can escape, I will be waiting with a cup of poison in one hand and in the other hand, a serpent wanting to bite you. But trust me, trust that now you are going to dream.
I am: The Nightmare.