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I woke up from a fevered dream. Drenched in sweat and disoriented as hell. All I could hear was my calming breath and the creak of my bed springs as I shifted to a more comfortable position.
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It was that damn tree again. It always annoyed me on windy nights as I tried to fall asleep.
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There it is again. Another tip tap on my window to keep me from achieving my much needed sleep. I looked over at my clock, which read 3:34 A.M. Great, another restless night. After another hour of unachieving sleep, I went to make coffee to wake up my mind and get ready for my day of bustling. As I descended down the stairs into the kitchen, there was a nagging sensation in my head, like my subconscious was trying to tell me something. I brushed it off as paranoia and lack of sleep.
After making my coffee and eating some food, I immediately felt better. I went outside to discover something truly terrifying.
There was no wind.
I stood there trying to comprehend the nights events and try to calm my reeling mind. I admit it, I was freaking out and ran back into my house with a plan to hide in my room. Once I got there however, it suddenly dawned on me what my subconscious was trying to tell me.
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There was no tree outside my window.
