Short essay on a bad dream

I don't know why, but I woke up in my dream and I found an human head beside me. The head was bandaged and had blood. After seeing the head I saw blood on my right arm. I thought that the head's blood could transmit me a disease.

When she was little she used to have bad dreams. She would come to him at night looking for comfort, but he would just yell... Halloween – A time for things to creep and groan and go “bump” in the night; a time for witches and goblins, and a time for thousands of weirdly costumed little people to go from house to house yelling, “Trick or treat!”

Every day I like to take some time aside from my responsibilities to think about my dreams and all the goals I want to achieve. My dream is to become a successful businessman. Business is something that has always intrigued me. As my father is a businessman, since childhood, I had this keen interest to be a part of or to lead a business.

With a wretched smell of alcohol that reeks throughout the closed, and an intense atmosphere which surrounds the boy and... has been always scared of her father. When she was little she used to have bad dreams. She would come to him at night looking for comfort, but he would just yell...