In the silence of the night

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In the silence of the night

Sasha Jones - 14/02/2002

The moonlight shone on the lake that was hardly visible from my bedroom window, it was another one of those nights where I just felt that something bad was going to happen any second, I had just been woken up when a nuclear missile hit my town in a nightmare, and I was sweating and signs of tears could be felt on my face. It was one bad dream, one very bad dream. I dreamt that Russia created a nuclear missile and launched it at the UN base in the USA, which was less than 3km away from the small county village that I lived in. The instant wave of radioactivity had deformed my elder sister, and the force had blown my house away along with my parents and baby sister. I was alone in the dust, not knowing what was happening to my body as the radioactive material from the air around my seeped into my body and into my blood supply, contaminating my organs and internal systems... That's when I suddenly woke up.

I tried to close my eyes, and try to carry on the