The night was dark,
deep and dense,
the clouds had hid,
the moon on their way.

I was on bed,
counting the sheep,
waiting to sleep,
and see good dreams.

But as the clock struck 12,
nothing continued well,
the doors started banging,
and the wolves out crying.

This made me chill,
from my spine,
I tried to ignore
all I could.

suddenly I could feel something,
beside me ,
it lay on my side,
breathing and grinning.

I was cold,
from top to toe,
I could feel the breath,
cold and slow.

I could hear the laugh,
as if it was happy,
to see me frightened,
and was proud on him, being a ghost.

I was chanting prayers,
and begging to God,
to send an angel,
to move this devil

Suddenly
I heard mom calling,
“Wake up, wake up,
“it’s 10 in the morning.”

I was completely astonished,
to open my eyes,
and learning that,
all what happened was just a dream.