It is the 5th week of school here in Ontario and so far, school has made me busy. My dream last night was influenced by the short story we are reading in class called “The Scarlet Ibis” by James Hurst.
In the story “Scarlet Ibis”, a dependent boy named Doodle is born with some disabilities is taught incredible things “Brother” who is also the narrator. Sadly, something terrible happens to Doodle and yeah… you are going to have to read the story to find out.
Well, back to the topic. In the dream, I was in the story in Brother’s point of view and saw a black and white figure slouching on the ground. Then I saw a scarlet red puddle and I woke up.
I feel like either I spent practically 2 weeks studying the story or my mind is so violent that it transformed a gloomy story into a horror movie.