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A Dream never to been seen A Very Short Creepypasta poem made by: Kyler Hurst

Woke up in a dream, wanting to go, scary black, and colorless fear. You're in a hall, a long one that is, with no way out, and no way in. You turn around; taking a step further, the cold air blows, fearing to go on. You turn around, and walk forward. You see a door; an ordinary door. You grab the knob, while holding your breath you open the door. You see a rope but you can't see more. You walk a bit closer, yet regretting you had legs. What you saw was you, a mirror, the truth. With the rope dangling a white eyed body you wake up, never wanting to sleep again. But never Doubt this poem for it is true. I've dreamed it, now how about you? Oh and did i forget to say that it was looking at you?