Shes Back

Last night when i went to sleep i was the only one up and i had just finished watching the Patriot with Mel Gipson.I feel asleep hopeing that i wouldn't dream about the strange goastly figure that looks like me...only i did.It was kindof like my other dream except this time i wasn't riding Ramy i was riding Annie.Annie was a bueatiful thouralbred with a black main and tail.from her hocks down she was blackon all four legs.Her body was a dark brown that would shine in the warm sunshine.Well in my dream i was riding Annie in the woods we crossed a stream as i put more pressur on Annies side she move in to a canter and we finished crossing the stream i heard a voice from behind me that sounded like singing.i pulled back on the bit and slowed Annie down to a trott,then down to a walk untill we finaly stoped i turned around to see the same girl sitting there on the rock singing to herself.She looked up at me and gave me the most evilist smile i had ever seen.And then i woke up because i was screaming and my little sistter was shaking me telling me to wake up.

i hate sleeping