Today I will talk about a dream that I cannot forget about. When I was younger, I was sleeping peacefully in my bed. Then, I started to see some red dots all over my eyes. It was a nightmare, not a dream actually. I was in a place that no one could speak freely and everyone was like waiters; they were serving a king of theirs. I wanted to save all those people. I started to run with all my strenght but I couldn’t because something was pulling me from the floor. I got a mirror out of my pocket and started pointing the mirror at the direction of the thing that was pulling me towards it. I finally escaped, then all of a sudden I opened my eyes. I was sweating and so scared when I opened my eyes. Sometimes, when I think of that moment, I tell myself “poor me”. It was a scary day but I didn’t really care about it after that day just because I was little.
THE DREAM THAT CANNOT BE FORGOTTEN
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