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On the drive from Carla’s Manor we sent each other text messages. We were having another sleep over, and I wanted it to be at Aunt Ruth and Uncle George’s house, and of course they didn’t mind. Uncle George seemed to really like Sarah and Daisy, and so did Aunt Ruth. Aunt Ruth had a favorite gospel song called “Amazing Grace.” She sang it around the house when she cleaned. She also sang it during those times she and Uncle George comforted me after my parents and Father Westley were murdered by the Argent spider.

In my other dreams, I’m standing in the doorway of the kitchen in my old home, and there’s a wreckage of the place and blood stains all over the kitchen. I never make it through the rest of the house – I always jerk awake in cold sweat.

Gosh, the nightmares are really starting to bother me, and I don’t want to keep Uncle George and Aunt Ruth up half the night worried scared over my ridiculous nightmares. Sarah and Daisy will be there to support me, and after all, that is what friendship is about – being there for each other when they need it.

“Hey, thanks for coming over, girls!” I greeted Daisy and Sarah in the doorway of my bedroom upstairs. A warm pleasant smile lit up my face.

“I’m glad you called. Are you ready for a sleepover?” Daisy flopped down on my bed; she was smiling from cheek to cheek. Daisy could always make me crack a smile or laugh, no matter what mood I was in. She was fun, and Sarah was cool and a good listener, and I needed lots of both.

“Yeah, I don’t know about Daisy, but I couldn’t sleep last night either, Drea,” Sarah said, brushing a lock of hair out of her face with her right index finger.

Sarah and Daisy are supportive and wonderful to be around. I’m lucky to have true friends like them.

“The nightmares have gotten worse.” I sighed heavily, feeling a little depressed.

“Andrea, it’s going to be all right. Daisy and I are here for you.” Sarah’s words sounded so comforting, and it is what I needed to hear the most. “We’ll have a glass of warm milk and listen to music that sounds like nature at night. It will relax you and you’ll sleep like a baby.”

“Right, no more nightmares,” Dais agreed with Sarah. Sarah often tried this remedy when she could not sleep well herself.

Besides that, Daisy had become comfortable on my day bed. The mattress is a Serta, and it’s very soft and relaxing. Daisy almost seemed as if she was snuggling against one of the pillows used to decorate the day bed. The bedspread is designed with my favorite colors – purple and beige – and it’s made of ruffle. I love ruffles, especially the kind in Gone with the Wind.

“Let’s talk about something else besides falling asleep or having nightmares,” Sarah started up. She finally took a seat at my vanity set and I eased down onto the foot of my bed. I was tired of standing.

“Okay, let’s talk,” I said nicely.

I was starting to feel safe since Sarah and Daisy were there inside my bedroom with me. I feared less the monster of death from my nightmares, and I knew it wasn’t real, but just the thought of the thing gave me the creeps.

“Let’s discuss vampires some more,” Sarah mentioned and the room became completely silent for a moment.

After the silence passed, I spoke up. “Vampires? You need to be worried about the Argent spider, Sarah! My gosh, they are so damn controlling!” I nearly panicked. “The Argent spider’s are worse than the monster in my nightmares. Argent spider’s are going to use every human in Baron’s Hollowpoint as baby breeders to grow their spider empire!” I had caught on to the Argent spider sneaky and dirty plan quickly. “Once they’ve succeeded, they won’t stop, and they will never go away! Argent spider’s will rule Baron’s Hollowpoint and its people, and your concern is discussing the vampire? They should be the least of your concerns, Sarah Thompson,” I lectured.