My farm does not raise idle dragons

I originally wanted to code, but I had a nightmare and was a little scared.

Take a rest, I’m so tired (-_-) zzz

Let me tell you what I dreamed about.

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In the dream, I was too tired and wanted to take a nap and rest.

I was alone in the room.

As soon as I fell asleep, I heard a little noise in the room.

The sound is not loud, but it is inexplicably annoying.

I opened my eyes, sat up and looked.

The source of the sound was a doll placed on the bedside.

The doll sat on the bedside and looked at me with a smile on his face.

It was a doll of a girl wearing a skirt. Her hands and feet were very long and slender and could be tied up. At the end were two round fur balls, like Doraemon's hands.

I don’t know if it’s because there’s wind in the room or because the doll’s hands and feet are too light.

I saw the doll's hands and feet swinging back and forth, bumping against the wall, and making some noise.

I find it noisy and annoying.

He picked up the doll and placed it on the windowsill next to the bed.

He lay back down to sleep again.

But there was still a sound going on.

I couldn't help but open my eyes again to see what was going on.

The pillow was facing the window, so when I opened my eyes, I happened to see the doll.

It floated on the windowsill, its whole body stood up, trembling and making a buzzing sound.

Looking down at me.

In the dream, my heartbeat stopped for a moment.

But I soon discovered that there was some air leakage from the windows, and the wind was whining loudly.

I think the doll was blown up by the wind.

So I wasn't prepared to pay attention to it, and I was a little scared and didn't want to pay attention to it.

I feel like I'll be fine if I fall asleep, close my eyes and forget about it.

But the sound is still there, getting clearer and clearer.

I couldn't hold it in for a long time and thought of throwing the doll out.

As a result, as soon as I opened my eyes halfway, I saw the doll touching my lower eyelid, tilting its head to look at me.

It assumed a climbing posture, as if it had just climbed up from the lower eyelid and was trying to crawl into my eyes.

That is definitely impossible, the doll cannot be so small.

I closed my eyes in fear, thinking about the reason to comfort myself.

I tried to open my eyes again. The doll was still looking at me, but it seemed to have climbed higher.

After trying this two or three times, I suddenly woke up.

I seem to always wear an eye mask when I sleep. What I see is probably the pattern on the eye mask. Sure enough, I reached out and took off the blindfold.

I smiled because taking off the blindfold proved that what I just saw was actually my dream.

When people are too tired, they tend to have nightmares.

In the dream, I was thinking that I had a nightmare. When I looked up, the doll on the window was still standing there.

I panicked all of a sudden and couldn't think of anything else. I just wanted to throw the doll out of the room.

As soon as he sat up, he reached out and pulled the doll on the window sill into his arms.

The doll's arms and legs were long and soft. I didn't know that I moved too much, causing the doll's arms and legs to dangle in my arms.

Or rather, the doll is moving on its own.

I didn't dare to look at the doll anymore and closed my eyes immediately.

He used his hands and feet to press the doll's arms and legs under his body, preventing the doll from moving.

But then I couldn't get up at all.

At the same time, I also heard the crunching sound of chewing coming from the doll's mouth.

I didn't dare to open my eyes to see if it was other voices or something else. I just closed my eyes and tried to figure out what to do.

Then I heard the sound of my dad playing on his cell phone from the living room.

I immediately shouted loudly, "Dad, come here quickly, come into my house!"

But my dad’s response voice in the living room was very erratic, and I couldn’t hear clearly what he said.

I kept shouting, and my voice was sore and hoarse.

My dad just won't come into my house.

Just when I was desperate, I heard my mother's voice. She said, "The child calls you when something happens. Why are you ignoring her?"

I breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to open my eyes.

I could only listen to the footsteps approaching, the door being opened, and the footsteps of my parents stopping at the head of my bed.

I closed my eyes and screamed like crazy, asking my dad to throw the doll away.

My dad still ignored me, and my mom suddenly sat on the bed and hugged me hard into her arms.

He kissed and touched my head to comfort me.

I am in my mother's arms, and the baby is in my arms.

I still closed my eyes tightly and didn't dare to open them.

He just kept shouting, "Dad, throw it out" with a hoarse voice.

I heard my dad mutter, "You're so scared of a doll," and my mom comforted me, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, your dad will take it out right now."

The doll was taken out of my arms.

Then the door opened, and I heard my dad's footsteps walking out, and I heard the light turn on.

I felt relieved and carefully opened my eyes.

A doll floated in front of my eyes with its teeth and claws.

The room was dark, the lights were turned off, the door was not opened, and no one came in.