Dear Kid Saturday – Blood-Curdling Scream

Dear TJ,

You did not sleep very well on Thursday night. I don’t know what time it was when you came into our room and told us there was a bug in there. But I do know it was about 3:45 when you let out a blood-curdling scream that shot me straight up out of a deep sleep.

I have never heard you make a sound like that before, not even when you were a baby and your piercing cry was the only way you knew how to communicate. I would expect that kind of a scream if you woke up to find Jason Voorhies standing over your bed or if you woke up in a pool of blood or something.

Daddy jumped up out of bed faster than I did. Finding no scary men in your room and you unhurt, he asked you what was wrong. Apparently, you had a very bad dream. I think you told Daddy it was something about a bug, but when I asked you about it later, you couldn’t remember what it was about. I guess that’s a good thing, because I wouldn’t want you to relive anything that was scary enough to elicit that terrible scream.

Love,

Mommy

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Christina Gleason (976 Posts)

That’s me: Christina Gleason. I’m a writer, editor, and disability advocate. I'm a multiply disabled autistic lady doing my best in this world built for abled people. I’m a geek for grammar, fantasy, and casual gaming. I hate vegetables. I cannot reliably speak, so I’ll happily conduct business over email or messaging instead.