BARR (Fiction)

Barr : The Dream

It was a cold night. We gathered in the woods, sitting round a fire. We chatted while we enjoyed the warmness of the fire. Then suddenly, a strong wind blew past us, heavily throwing back the fallen leaves and slapping against the trees. It put out the fire we made.

We began hearing sounds. Strange and dreadful sounds. And it came like the wind. Barr! The beast of the woods. it grabbed us one after another. Until I was the only one left.
Buried in fear, l turned to run. Turning, l was faced with Barr. I screamed.

I flew up from bed, screaming still. Simon, who had slept beside me jerked up from his sleep at the sound of my voice. Quickly, he put his hand on my shoulder.

“ You're safe, Caleb. It's all right,” he said, gently rubbing my shoulder. “ Is it the same dream?”

“ Yes! It's Barr!” I answered, panting heavily. “