THE LAST THING I SAW BEFORE MY OWN DAUGHTER KILLED ME WAS MY ALARM CLOCK- SEVEN MINUTES PAST TWELVE. THEN SHE PUSHED HER LONG, CURVED, RUGGED FINGERNAIL DEEP INTO MY THROAT, HER OTHER HAND MUFFLING MY SCREAMS.
THEN I WOKE UP.
RELIEVED IT WAS ONLY A DREAM, I SAT UP, GLANCED AT THE TIME ON MY ALARM CLOCK-
SIX MINUTES PAST TWELVE.
I HEARD MY DAUGHTER'S BEDROOM DOOR CREAK OPEN.
;-)