Old movies.

I woke up panting, once again. Lately, I'd been having horrible nightmares. I assumed that it was because I'd just broken up about a week ago, and because I was sleeping alone again, I was scared. I hated sleeping alone, but I hated one thing more than that, people who believed in the Supernatural crap, aka, my ex-boyfriend. Irrespective of how much light I'd keep switched on while going to bed, he was convinced that there was a monster in the room, and would insist on staying up all night, even though nothing, absolutely nothing, weird had happened. Eventually, I grew tired of his shit. I woke up sweaty, there was no electricity, I woke up and walked over to the fridge to get some cold water. As I opened the fridge, the temperature seemed to fall, it was probably the cold air from the fridge. Suddenly, my room's door shut, the damn wind. I tried to open it, it just wouldn't budge, I went and sat on the couch. The tv light was on, weird, I thought, because there was no electricity. I switched the TV on, some old movie was playing, black and white. The girl was telling the guy how she loved him and he kept trying to push her away, he looked terrified of her, however she looked like a really sweet girl. Old movies sure are weird, I thought. I lied down on the couch and continued to watch the movie. The girl looked down and started crying, it was so realistic, it almost broke my heart, but her tears weren't colourless, they were dark, maybe because it's an old tape or something. As she looked up, she was laughing, a very insane laugh. There were still tears coming out of her eyes as she walked over to the guy, while he tried to run, petrified. Somehow she walked faster than he ran. As she caught up to him and put her hand around him, her palms started turning into claws, her nails started growing and she thrust them into his skin. The guy was screaming as his skin started to disappear. Soon all there was left were his bones. She looked straight at the camera and once more gave that creepy smile. It felt like she was staring right at me. At that moment, the TV turned off, by itself. I tried to switch it on, but all in vain. Creepy, I thought. Suddenly, a drop of something fell on my lip, we had faulty pipes, so I wiped is off without thinking anything of it. I ended up tasting a little of it, it didn't taste like water, it tasted metallic, like blood. I looked up to see where it fell from and there she was, on the ceiling, crying her tears of blood and giving me that terrifying smile.
Panting, I woke up. Sigh, another nightmare. I was so relived. But then, I noticed I was sweaty, and there was no electricity. Suddenly the room temperature fell and my bedroom's Tv's light turned on.