Monkey Business
When I was around 4-6, I went to sleep wearing a coat with a hood and drawstrings. I was woken up in the middle of the night by a gorrila grabbing my drawstrings and furiously lifting me up and down screaming gorrila noses in my face.
The thing that makes it seem so real is that it was in complete darkness and I didn’t see a thing. I just feel like a dream would’ve been more visual. I know it wasn’t a gorrila though, but maybe a jerk brother.
Story credit: Reddit / jimbeam958
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