Yesterday night, I had a dream, which was queer and horror. I dreamed that while I was dreaming, a ghost came to me, and said, “It’s time to go.” Afterwards, my soul separated from my body to follow that ghost. Few minutes later, we came to a black world which there were the bulk of scarecrows anywhere. Meanwhile, the ghost disappeared, and I felt extremely confused and terrified. Then, I kept walking, and saw a pumpkin person who was bleeding nearby a waste industry. The blood spread to my feet gradually. He said something to me, but I did not her clearly. Suddenly, gloomy cold wind blowing, some more ghosts appeared around me to widely tear me. At this time, the pumpkin person grasped my hand to run out of these ghosts. When I looked at him I found …show more content…
He could easily control the world, and destroy human. When I looked at Pumpkin again, his face turned into the pace of pumpkin person. He smiled at me. His blood face had no change when I was in the black world. I reminded the words before I fell down. I stared being afraid. My body was shaking. Pumpkin saw this, so he came to me to reach his hand which was sere and pale without any blood. I picked up the dagger subconsciously. His hand was getting close to me, and the fear made me lose the mind. I rushed towards Pumpkin to pierce his face. One time, two times, three time… The blood splashed on my face. Atherwards, I began grin hideously suddenly. Later, I put down the dagger until Pumpkin did not twitch. When I looked at Pumpkin, his face was dim, and his hand disappear. It seemed that he did not own it. I was shocked, and eventually, I realized the meaning of that sentence. I was Pumpkin. What I lost in the black world was the bloodthirsty heart. I lied in the blood under the sun with the forced smile on my face. Everything stopped, and I