THE DREAM I HAD

THE DREAM I HAD

One night I took a heavy meal and went to bed earlier as usual at 8.30 pm. I had many pleasant and unpleasant dreams that night. Of all these, the one that I could not easily forget from my memory was a frightening dream.

I dream that while I was with my parents in a neighboring estate, I was carried away by a man-eater. Although I was shouting and screaming no one could hear me. The finger caught me by one of my legs and I was pulled along a lonely path before it got ready to an appetizer.

However, I was lucky enough. As the tiger was getting ready to eat me, the manager of the estate Mr. James, accidentally passing that way heard me crying. He took out his shot gun and fired at the tiger. It died instantly. So from that day, I always made sure that I took a light meal.