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In the year of 2019, on November 29th, I set a goal. One that I would not succeed at directly, unfortunately.

However.

It would go on to bare fruits I had never anticipated. 

The goal was simple. For each day of the month of October I would pen a short horror story. It did not need to be very long, but it was a challenge born out of boredom and desire for inkshedding.

Within a few days of the challenge I soon encountered a frightful bout of writers block. I spent a fair bit of time seeking inspiration, to no avail.

Until I went to sleep that night.

What greeted me in my slumber was something far more than I had ever gambled for. To this date I know nought what I had awoken, but it was *powerful*. As if beckoned on by my desire for muse, nightmares came to me every single night that October, right up until that very Hallow's Eve.

At first I was wholly unprepared. I awoke the first few nights with a start (something I was quite unaccostumed to, you see, I don't *get* nightmares on the norm), soaked in sweat and caught off guard.

But by the fourth night I was ready. Pen and notepad by my bedside I drifted off and, soon enough, they came. And this time, each time, when I awoke, I snatched my notebook and like a madman scribbled down what fleeting memories I could by the pale light of my bedside lamp.

Over the years since I have spent my time reviewing my notes and one by one, I intend to commit them down on this website for all to enjoy (though in a much more tangible and digestable form for the reader, of course.)

Please enjoy... **My Nightmares**