Last night I had the dream again. I don't know why but, this dream had been haunting me. Well this dream really isn't a dream it's a nightmare. The nightmare came to me a 6 years ago. Now I'm 16. This dream is about this.I'm laying down in a nice, pretty garden of roses with my family.
They were watching me sleep. The roses were red and black my favorite two colors. I fall asleep on the roses. They felt like my soft bed back at home.
Mama and Papa didn't care that I fell asleep. The next thing I know is that I wake up with just seeing fire.
Fire was just everywhere theres nowhere to go. Mama and Papa were burned to death. All the roses were gone...everything was dead but, me. I'm was the only thing that's alive.
The fire was still burning. It fire getting closer, closer and, closer. I couldn't move. I felt like stone. The only thing that I was able to do was just cry and scream out for help. I did that over and over and over again.
The fire got to my feet. I felt the fire run up my legs.The pain was unexplainable. Then, I was gone. I was dead...I was gone from the garden of roses. Of course fire killed me but, right before I died I would always see a boy who looks just like me...with blue eyes and black hair. He died the same way I did. We both died by the fire.
He looked like my twin brother but, I don't have a twin brother let alone a brother or a sister. I'm and only child.
Every time I wake up from this dream my little black cat alarm goes off. It's just another day at school.
You might think that the dream I had was just a dream and my parents will tell me it's okay honey, it was just a dream. Well seven years ago my parents my parents were killed. Let me tell you what happened that night.
