Sweet Dreams - Original Writing It was a freezing night in mid-November. The wind whistled outside and the small wooden gate slammed. Inside her little house was a kind, middle-aged lady named Barbara. Lying on the ground next to her was Buster, her beloved dachshund. She flipped through the TV channels over and over again, but couldn't find anything interesting to watch. Before she knew it, the boredom and warmth of the cozy, warm fire had put her to sleep. While she was dozing, she had a very strange dream… Barbara was leaving by train to visit her cousin Lizzie in Edinburgh. On the way, a handsome young man with shiny blonde locks and sparkling blue eyes sat next to her. She was hypnotized!! Even though she was too old, she couldn't take her eyes off him. But as they say, all good things must come to an end and suddenly the boy got up from his seat and left the train. Barbara was discouraged. Even the picturesque landscapes of the Scottish hills and valleys could not cheer him up. Soon, she arrived at her destination. A bright red parrot with brightly colored spots woke up as she got off the train. He wore a plaque around his neck saying "Barbara". "Of course, love! Put your bags on my cart. Yeah, that's it, love." Of course, now. " The parrot spoke with a broad Cockney accent. Once all the bags were fully loaded, they set off. Clive and Barbara walked for miles and miles until they finally reached an abandoned boarding house. The windows were broken, fungus was growing on the walls, the fireplace was covered in soot and splashed all over the garden were old children's toys, books and dirty clothes. "Is that it?!" asked Barbara. . "Yeah, I'm afraid. It's a bit run down, isn't it?" he replied. "Yes.