A crescent moon that smiles

I couldn't help but notice that my eyes are wide open.It was already twelve midnight yet I'm still sitting next to the dining table.I counted sheeps,drank liquids and sang myself a lullaby.Still I couldn't fall asleep.As the clock tick along with the wind's whisper.Silence covering the room as it was the only noise.Then footsteps we're going round the table with unseen figures.Talks that has no speakers.I shook my head,raised them up again and saw shadows.The wind blew the window open and I saw a crescent moon smiling insanely.At first I thought that it was just my imagination but it grew wider and got more creepy.And I felt chills going up my spine.Suddenly I fell on my back.
“Dude are you okay?”
It was only just a dream.A weird one.