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Last night, I dreamed of being in the dark room.

I'm not afraid or a bit scared for I have two friends with me.

They were a shadow, I don't know what they look like.

We're running, laughing and playing around like kids.

When some big man of shadow showed up.

My two friends fought against him but he was so strong

That my two friends fell on the ground.

I don't want them to die so I fought against the big man shadow

When things were getting so tense,

I took a glimpse on my friends to see if they're fine.

But, I already got stabbed by the big man shadow

My blood flows on the back of my stomach

Then I told my friends that I was fine.

Deep inside, I was thinking, "why didn't he stabbed me at heart?"

I opened my eyes, and I was still dreaming.

I saw my two friends fighting for me.

I was happy but somehow afraid on what would happen next.

Once again, I opened my eyes and it's so bright that I realized it's morning.