The Night Terrors of My Grandad

My quest to end night terrors was borne from the night he ended up falling asleep at the wheel and driving full speed into a snow bank. Not everyone has the courage to say or do nothing when a child is screaming, dreaming of eternity in a room with no doors,. No floors to keep her from falling further into panic. Each one small fear suddenly titanic in its implications. Situations so ar beyond grotesque, i would have amputated my own imagination just to make them stop. But at the end of each one, he'd be there. Ne'd say, close your eyes, i'm going to turn on a light. He'd invite me back to consciousness with a tired smile

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