Dream…

This story is about the adventures of a boy in his dream. Actually, I wanted to write about something else. Unfortunately, my heart was not drawn to them. So, I started. 3, 2, 1… We left.

     There lived a boy who was 6-7 years old, beautiful, medium height, with long hair and a small heart full of love, who was not like anyone else in the world. His real name was Milash. Every day the boy saw his favorite reindeer, Nerri, in his dreams and played with him. But this time, Milash faced scary and cruel events in his dream. That’s what happened in the dream. 

    The sky was dark, the wind was blowing. It looked like bad things were going on. Everything is covered with white snow. It’s quiet like pouring water around. Something was not visible. At that moment I called Nerry. There was no sound. After a moment I saw its branches in the distance. My deer was running towards me. I started running out of joy when I saw him. I looked and saw that Nerry was being chased by robbers. Knowing this, my heart stopped for a breath. Then I made my legs faster than before. But I couldn’t make it. They took my joint away before I left. I couldn’t hold back my tears after this incident. Because he was my companion since childhood.

Then I caught myself and began to follow the tracks of the robbers. I have no choice. Missing him tormented me every moment. Then I walked without stopping until the tracks were gone. Finally, I saw that they had entered a cave for the night and were talking. Then I waited for them to sleep. They slept. I slowly walked over to open the door to my caged steam room. I opened it now. A man woke up. Then the rest woke up and attacked. In the end, I was full, I threw everything and ran away. 

      The afternoon ended well. I am happy about it.

Khomidjonova Odina is a student of the 8th grade of the creative school named after Erkin Vahidov