Dream after dream....

A ghost tried to kill me three times, but a ghost hunter helped me survive. Later, the ghost hunter was haunted and killed by devils. That day, I knew the ghost would come again to complete its mission — and it did. It came again and was ready to kill me. Before I died, I woke up from my dream in fear and knocked on my parents’ room door at 1 o’clock midnight. At that time, I saw a white shadow. I thought it was a ghost — but no, it was a robber who had entered my house. He was collecting valuable things and packing them. I took a stick and hit him several times. Everyone woke up, and the neighbors arrived. Then I woke up again and realized that both incidents were also dreams.