夜ごとどかに行く❗️

夢想へきのある息子夜ごとどこかに行く。忍びよるようなモブをたれちゃう。💐

うん、真夜、どこに。

朝起きたとき、息子はいなく❗️

ろ

今日はどこで眠ったのか。

トランクか

　地下室か❓

　　　　それともホッタテ小屋🛖か。

心配していると、消化不良となるけど。

私も夢遊病になっていく、事実なさそう。

スラリックな母ちゃん、自業自得だが❤️

頼まれればダマっておれず。🌷

夜静まったとき、ほれ、ポンとけとばす。ホメたらこのありさまだ。

息子の夢想者みたいに出ていく。

本当に殺生、セッシヨウをさせる。🌷

現場を押さえて、とっかまえてやる。

恐れをなして、逃げだそうと。

ギャ、あれ、断末魔の悲鳴🌷

息の絶える一歩手前。

死んだって、ご冗談でしょう。

死んじゃない、あなた⁉️

#夢想へき#夢#息子#悲鳴

My son, who has a dreamy mind, goes somewhere every night. I tell him about the trouble that seems to creep up on him.

Yes, where does he go in the middle of the night?

Oh, he's dead. I said something.

When I woke up in the morning, my son was gone.

Since then, she has been searching for her dreamy son.

Where did he sleep today?

In the trunk?

In the basement?

Or a dustbin?

Worrying about it gives me indigestion, though.

I'm going to sleepwalk. It doesn't seem true. I can't shut up if you ask me to.

When it's quiet at night, I'll just pop the table and kick it away.

I give him a compliment and this is what I get.

I go out like my son's dreamwalker.

He's a real killjoy. I'm going to make him kill you.

I'm going to catch him in the act.

He tries to run away in fear.

Gah, ah, ah, a desperate scream.

He's one step away from gasping for breath.

You're dead. You've got to be kidding me.

I'm not dead, honey.