Hallucination
Hallucination? Delusion? Whatever it was, it frightened me. As I turned my head to clarify the realness of this apparition, it turned toward me. Shivers of fear raced down my spine.
The ghost-like figure floated toward me! My eyes widened as I sat up. I slept on the couch last night due to my stomach virus, or food poisoning, or whatever caused my sickness. I regretted not being in bed with my husband as the spirit headed for the sofa. This ailment dehydrated me to the point of seeing things!
As I shut my eyes, I debated yelling for my spouse. He might think insanity filled my brain if I tell him I saw a man hovering in the living room.
When I reopened my eyes, the gray-colored specter stood next to me. I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came out. The light turned on instead, and the phantom disappeared. Thank God, it was a dream.
My husband walked toward the couch with a frown on his face, our children right behind him. I smiled at him, but his expression remained the same.
“Go back to your rooms, boys. Now!” my spouse bellowed. Why was he screeching at them? What happened?
“No, please God, no,” he whispered, as he gathered me in his arms.
I tried to tell him to let me go, but no words were formed. I now understood why I saw that spirit. I am dead as well.