In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This).”
Ever been somewhere and know that you have been there and done that before? It’s a creepy feeling that crawls up your spine and settles itself at the nape of your neck. It then commences to perform a sinuous shimmy that makes you feel like an army of snakes have taken up residence across your shoulders and have sent little tentacles out to perform an unsettling terrifying massage on your scalp and back down your spine.
The people around you generally notice. Be it by the weird look that you get in your eye, or the shiver that racks your whole body that alerts you to the fact. They notice and their foreheads crease, you can see the questions forming behind their eyes.
“Are you sick? Are you Ok? What’s the matter with you? Should I move?”…
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