Simran Dewani, Class X F
It was just a hideous nightmare,
And yet, I was left in despair.
A dream haunted by a deadly ghost,
Which scared me the most.
Marking time to sleep in the dark,
Ignoring those whining dogs bark.
Then outside it started to rain,
Those noises which made me insane.
My dream was full of dead meat,
Which me skip a heartbeat.
While noises of trees and storms were terrifying me,
‘End the dream! End the dream!’ I kept crying.
Imagining in garments, black as pitch,
The wild and wicked witch.
And finally, I covered myself in my bed,
With a pillow on my head.
