Lil

"Help! Help!" I shouted.

I sprang out of my bed and realized that everything was just a bad dream. My room's door screamed decrepitude, and I saw my mother slowly walking towards me in her old pajamas. Then the wooden bed was cracking when she sat down on it.

"Why were you shouting? Is there something wrong?" She asked worriedly.

"Nothing, I just had a bad dream and it seemed real," I replied.

"Dream? It's the first time that you've had a dream."

What? It's the first time... Perhaps I ...