Stories to help you sleep at night<3

Four- the poem my friend did inspired by chapter three *bows*

'is too bright or my plight'
i open my eyes.
just to have them shut back.
it's too bright,
my hands search for the blanket.
i felt something,
it wasn't what i wanted.
i had touched something small and tender,
ignoring it, i let out a frustrated sigh.
i tried drifting off to sleep,
but couldn't without my blanket.
slowly, the realisation hit me,
with it came the panic.
where was my blanket?
i had it on last night.
why did i feel something tender and soft?
wasn't i on my bed hard and stiff?
forgetting 'bout the brightness,
i open my eyes.
after adjusting to the light,
i see a beautiful scenery.
i was lying on grass,
wild flowers around me.
soon, confusion took over me,
why was i here?
and then i remembered,
the events of last night.
the call, the horn, the light, the car,
oh well, i had died.
-Lily