A Dream I Had (draft 2)
Many people usually have dreams; sometimes it’s sweet; but sometime it’s very horrible. When I was four years old, and my brother was still a one-year-old baby. One day, I had a dreadful dream. I dreamed that I was at the dock, and I saw my brother fell over the sea. I was scared and didn’t do anything. I wanted to save him, but I couldn’t. Cried with tears streaming, and then my brother was drowned. At the same time, my father panicked called me to get up, asking me what happened. I was still suffering from the shock, keeping crying. Maybe the dream wanted to tell me that I should take care of my brother. Although we usually quarrel now, I think that I still don’t want to lose him.
