THE DREAM

It was a cold and sorrowful Experience. Seeing my beloveth country, my Continent, In a calamity filled with Pain and Tears, People crying with a hopeless heart, People fighting in anger to survive, People running in fear for their lives, People lying down with empty Bodies. Oh , what a disaster! Oh! What a Scary moment, A lot of tears were shed, A lot of people were killed. Yet the helpless me couldn't do Anything. It was a survival of the fittest, I needed to run for my life. Only a few survivors,many lost their Lives. Yet the enemies are still onto us, With a pitiful face but a poisonous Heart, Pretending to help, but all were lies. So I ran far away from the enemies. I woke up and looked around in fear, But saw no enemies, no empty Bodies. Alas! It was all a dream A very scary dream , a nightmare, It was THE DREAM.