It wasa cold night
The breeze blew very softly
Everywhere was cold and we had to sit very close to the furnace
We sat in round circles,sipping our hot coffee
We talked in codes, we talked with our eyes
No one was saying a word
Not even mother
I looked blankly at the cup of coffee I was holding
The silence in the room was killing me
The room was filled with suspense and it was driving me crazy
I felt like screaming but I couldn't bring myself to do it
We all sipped our coffee till we emptied the the mug
As I got up to seek blessings from my mother
They all laughed and they disappeared
I was shocked and out of fear I screamed "GHOST"
And I woke up
It was only a dream
©peculiar
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