The Dream

I slept on the table that night. My mom was talking to a man I did not know. After talking for a while, my mom started to cry. I woke up and asked who she had talked to. Instead of answering, she started to shout. A few moments later, I found myself on the table, struggling and shivering alone. I thought I could go to my cozy bed, but I couldn’t move. I was scared, and the room was getting colder every second. Tired of moving left and right, I eventually slept in the cold, dark, unknown place.

When I woke up, my mom was crying in front of me and seemed angry. She explained that two years ago, I had lost my brother in the woods and had gone to our old house to survive from bears. I started to cry and couldn’t stop. It felt like an invisible person was hugging me so tightly. I was filled with anger too.

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