It was 8:00 and Kiara was snug in her bed dreaming of people alive and dead.Counting her sheep not making a peep laid Kiara in her grave bed.

In her dream was a man with bad odor and a tan he looked like a orange with eyes and a nose he snickered at her while turning on a hose.

She shrieked and scream,"Please I beg stop ."

He snickered,"Hop."he commanded

"Hop she asked slightly confused.

He frowned."What do you think I am some kind of Baboon?!"

She hopped on her new black shoes

While the crazy old man watched the news

she suddenly awoke from this crazy dream and then stared blankly at a can of beans

"Alright this is the last time I eat these"she muttered while getting up to close the shutters.

And even though she was sound asleep she still saw the man watching the news."


Author's note:

This story is poetry so must read it like that,this story has rhyming and weirdness in it.Enjoy Kiara's crazy dream.:)