night terror:sad poem

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fluffing my pillow I try to sleep,but can not do this,so I go down stairs and warm up milk,so warm and nearly as white as snow,I lay my head down to sleep ,but keep thinking about the  day...

I woke up at 6 and ate breakfast I left for school ,but never arrived.. Instead I went to the store where the undead have survived they chased me to and fro never stopping to smile I ran out side and saw a river of blood... 

though I thought that it was normal i asked for a ride, I boarded the boat and down we went into the river Nile, I screamed and laughed as watery clowns came and took my hands.. at hell gate I was greeted and way we went to death. I danced and danced all night long when Satan then appeared  he said to me" oh lovely child would you care to dance" I could not refuse for fear of death and so we danced along ... the clock struck noon and then we left to gorgons hidden garden and only then did I realize  that i was still alive ... 

BANG BANG!!!

I opened my eyes to find my little brother awake and he did have pots and pans to scare me to awake...

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