When I walked through, I fell,
Into a void, I couldn’t tell,
Then I dropped, the sound of a bell,
I realized I was under a spell.
The room was empty and dark,
As I walked I felt a spark,
I looked at my hand and saw a mark,
Then my arm transformed into bark.
I turned frozen and grew still,
I was so scared and could feel a thrill,
There was a scream, it was shrill,
I fell to the ground and felt a chill.
The room rotated and shook,
Then it dangled like under a hook,
I heard fluttering, like from a book,
And then it settled with one look.
Then snow fell from the sky,
Like a snowglobe, it will fly,
Sneaking up on me like a spy,
Then something emerged from the ground, thick like dye.
There was liquid, millions of feet deep,
I fell through it and let it seep,
All I wanted to do was sleep,
When I woke up, I was in bed lying in a heap.
Was what happened real or a dream?
What emotion did the writer feel after their arm turned to bark?
What are two sounds that the writer heard in the dream?
A dream .
Fear .
The sound of a bell, and a scream.