Irish
Courage
By
Craig Wilson
I
need to go out to work, but it’s way too early.
It
is dark out and the creepers lurk the streets.
All
the normal folk are in bed sleeping soundly.
I
search the kitchen for something to help me out.
I
grab a bottle of cream liquor and have a drink.
It
somehow works and I am able to taste the drink.
Thanks
to the liquor, my fear has been suppressed.
I
head out and I now have the courage of ten men.
Carefully,
I avoid the howling creeps in the dark.
When
I reach the bus station, the dream soon ends.
The
End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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