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Never been so fearful


The darkness is so cold, it is cold, it is cruel, as if it is also showing bloodthirsty fierceness. It symbolizes cold blood and ruthlessness. It is not as comfortable as the sun, but adds to the fear of the soul...

The night is black, as if to devour the entire universe, and the starlight of the sky seems to be struggling and sending a life-saving signal. On a dark night, you are suddenly awakened by a nightmare in your dreams, but you still can't see the light when you open your eyes. It feels still in the nightmare of the future, and still clearly feels the slight trembling.

For a while, it was like that, nightmare every night, only knowing that the fear in my heart gradually enlarged until the fear broke through the dream, and suddenly he woke up from the dream. Touching the forehead soaked in cold sweat, telling that his dreams have passed, but the darkness in front of him seems to be showing his long fangs to himself, and he cannot distinguish between reality and illusion. There is also a trembling shoulder, which clearly tells the emotions of the moment, even if the dream has passed, but it is still dark. Reality and illusion, constantly shaking in front of you, they are constantly squatting in these two borders. I don't dare to sleep, because I don't want to go back to the dark world, I don't want to close my eyes, because the eyes are still dark. Black, still black, always can't find direction...

Just sitting there like that, at that time, I hope that someone will hold myself away from the darkness, I hope that the arms will give me warmth, give me strength, can make me feel a little safe, and can bravely overcome this darkness. I have never been so scared in the face of such a night, but I only hope that such a dark night, with a safe arm to lead myself out.

The third day: 裴依格

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