does this sound right? It was my first night in England. Most of my belongings were still on the moving truck. The only items in my room were my bed, my side table, my lamp, and my desk. We had to get the rest of my stuff in the morning. I couldn’t sleep that night. I tossed and turned. I finally dosed off at about 2:45am. When I woke up, I was sweating. I had a nightmare that night. I was being chased by a shadow. All I could see of it was its eyes. It had a pair of deep blue eyes. In my dream every time I looked into them it was like I was in a trance. I couldn’t look away. It was like it
was holding me. When I finally freed myself from its grasp, I woke up. My body felt limp. I felt like all of my muscles were wrung out like a towel. I felt weak. At this moment anyone could come up and just poke me and I would collapse on the floor. It took me an hour to get out of bed. It took me fifteen minutes to climb down one flight of three stairs. When I finally made it to the bottom, I nearly passed out. I was so weak. My muscles were so stiff I could barley lift them. I sat down at the kitchen table where my older brother, Brandon, and my parents were sitting.
sounds good to me :)
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