Experience Of A Real Nightmare. Essay, Research Paper

When I opened my eyes,

Couldn?t describe the scene,

of a human brain hanging

from the light bulb.

The sight was too scary that I surge to the door,

Opening the door, I was in graveyard alone.

The place was replete with haze,

surrounded by tall scary trees

blocking the sunlight.

Walking tardily I pass a room,

Saw a massage carved saying, ?Enter If You dare?

Opening the gigantic door in front of me,

I was in a party, where the fun was none,

But a celebration of death was going on,

Then I understood I was in a wrong place.

Or I was in a real nightmare.

This was not the end,

In the nightmare the things was unusual,

Like a half dead, half born cat as a present.

I somehow mange to come

back from my nightmare,

But still after two yeas I couldn?t recover back.

My eyes still see these things every time,

When I think about them.