The Creature: short story about a nightmare
The Creature Image generated by Google AI I was a little girl of 8 years old at that time. A girl who loved stories and cartoons. A girl who was carefree. During those days, I used to sleep with my grandma. One thing to note, there was no concept of my own room then. Even though I was a single child, no separate room was granted for me. My things were in my parents cupboard and almirah, while I shared the bed with my grandma in her room. This arrangement was usually fine but not without complaints. Small quarrels would happen between me and my bedmate, especially regarding the use of ceiling fan. I needed fan at full speed for better sleep, meanwhile my grandma did not require fan at all or it should be at its minimal speed. Another issue was the side of the bed allocated for sleep. The bed was kept in such a way that one side was close to the wall. I was allocated that side, even though I wished for the free side. Anyways days went on with our small disagreements and adjust...
