Last night I had a dream that a group of zombie pirates limped over to my house. I saw them limping across the street. The leader popped out of a golden coffin. He held his arms out straight as he dragged himself toward my house. I yelled, “Lock the doors.”

My family and I ran all over the house locking windows. As I was trying to lock the last door, the leader of the zombie pirates reached in the crack of the door and I shoved the door against his arm. He screamed, “Hey there’s our soundtrack.” He could hear music coming from our stereo. It was close to Halloween and we had been playing spooky music.

The zombie pirates started singing along with the soundtrack! They were peering in the windows, their screechy voices came floating through.
I was thinking, “What in the world are they doing here?” They were singing with one arm across their chest and raising their other arm in the air.

Suddenly I woke up and thought to myself “What a weird dream.” I don’t think I’ll eat an ice cream sundae before bed ever again!