Its feels cold really my feet feels they can't move
I stood in the lake, the mud thick around my feet. It stuck to my skin and made it hard to move. My white nightgown was wet and dirty, clinging to my body.
I yelled for help, but no one answered. The only sound was the wind through the trees. I felt scared and alone.
My body felt weak, like I was shrinking. The cold mud held me tight, and I couldn't pull myself out. I wanted to keep screaming, but the words got stuck. No one was coming.
Then, I felt my body shrinking more and more, like I was getting smaller and smaller. My arms, my legs—everything was getting tiny, almost like I was disappearing. The cold mud wrapped around me tighter, pulling me down.
I tried to fight it, but there was nothing I could do.
Then, I couldn't breathe. The mud felt like it was squeezing my chest, making it harder and harder to take a breath. Panic took over, and everything started to go dark.
Then, suddenly, I woke up gasping for air. My heart was pounding, and I could finally breathe again. Relief washed over me like a wave. It was just a nightmare.