Horrible Dream Essay
I had a horrible dream one night. I dreamed that I was in the world’s worst traffic jam; it seemed to be going on forever, but no matter how fast I drove, I couldn’t get anywhere. My GPS kept telling me to make left turns, but there were no left turns to be made!
The beginning of my horrible dream essay
I had a horrible dream one night. The wind was blowing against my house, making it shake and crumble. Soon it would give in, and my home would be nothing but rubble. I woke up with a start and shot up in bed, breathing heavily. My heart was pounding like crazy, as if it wanted to get out of my chest, leaving me far more panicked than I had been in my nightmare. Once I realized where I was (in bed) and that there was no danger (aside from falling back asleep), a wave of relief washed over me like none other that I'd ever experienced before...
The middle of my horrible nightmare essay
It was about midnight and I was asleep in my bed. All of a sudden, someone started banging on my door, yelling at me to wake up. As I got out of bed to answer it, I noticed that there were water marks around my window. It reminded me of something that had happened months before when we had just moved in but I could not figure out what. The banging on my door grew more violent and louder by each minute so without thinking twice, I ran to open it up...
The end of my horrible nightmare essay
When I woke up, I was still on my bed. I quickly realized that it was all a dream and turned to look at my clock. It was only 4 in the morning. My heart began to pound as I tried to calm myself down with deep breaths and look around my room again. Suddenly, there it was; something that hadn’t been there before...there, standing in front of me, was a strange monster! It had large horns, claws of some sort, a large bulbous head full of teeth and its eyes were huge yet somehow scary small at once.
A Horror Story -
While I was sleeping last night, I had a horrible dream. An elderly woman named Mrs. Johnson was running for her life from an unknown assailant who seemed to be following her with a gun. She suddenly tripped over something and fell, dropping her purse on top of her. The assailant ran up to her and knelt down beside her, putting his gun away and pulling out a hatchet instead. Mrs. Johnson sat up as quickly as she could and reached into her purse, then pulled out a handgun that was hidden inside of it and shot him in his leg before he could get away! Her second shot took off half of his head while he attempted to crawl away...