I went to sleep wearing a hat, and I woke up. There were white worm parts, scarce and few, among the inside of my hat, but I didn’t clean my hat. I didn’t think; I went back to sleep.

Again I woke up for the morning and took off my hat. Green worms lined the insides squirming, squiggling, and worming around. Little green worms the size of my fingernail tips.

I am paralyzed with fear for a bit then jump out of the bed, rushing to my mirror, holding the hat. My hair is covered in the green worms, and I am afraid to touch them, but I turn on my sink and wash them away as fast as I can, tossing the hat into the trash, washing the worms away, away as fast as I can.

I wake up and walk slowly to my mirror. There are no worms.

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