Powerful visionary 2

Spring night, a powerful glow illuminates my face I can not think I can not understand. What succese, oops! Still a vision, a nightmare that still does not warn you, but it comes like a bolt from the blue. A sudden heat, I turn and I turn in bed, but I can not sleep. A force soprumana repeatedly push on my right side: a soccer net to my spleen. Then a sudden moan. Like a siren of a ship. I open my eyes with difficulty, but they shut it quickly. A quick flash. I see a toothless mouth coming towards me, it does not stop. Then a sharp pain in a head has just hit the net on my left cheekbone. Feeling moist, mixed with the pain of the powerful monster slime slips quickly from my face. I open my eyes and the wailing is getting stronger. The darkness of the room still does not make me understand I get in trouble, but a precise football reaches me by the throat. I fall out of bed, barely glancing over to the nightstand turn on the light and there looking at me with a smile. It's not a monster is only my daughter, ten months, which urges the bottle. He drinks his milk with voracity. Po turns around and goes back to sleep. For me one cheek was swollen and still a sleepless night.