A Dream

by Sumer aged 11

The bark cracks beneath my squeaky bike,
The church bells chime
…10,11,12
The souls of dead people arise from their grave,
They reach for me
For my life
I scream
But nothing comes out
They’ve taken me
My soul
I rise up
Up to heaven
Was this meant to happen?
What did I do to deserve this?
Arghhhhhh
I was alarmed by a scream
Wait, a scream
The scream
It was my scream
It was all a dream

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