Insomniac Nightmares

There’s no one coming.

My parents said “Be right back, hon.” That was six days ago.

The police said “We’ll be right there.” That was five days ago.

My aunt and uncle said “What happened? We’re coming.” That was three days ago.

The cats and dog ran off. They didn’t say they were coming back, but they meowed and barked on their way out, so maybe they did. That was yesterday.

I’m afraid of what happens tomorrow.