As a hand with long fingernails squeezes my heart

I was walking on a bridge

Where was I heading?

I also don't know

Hey! There's this cute little boy

"There's a ghost, look"

Knowing myself, I didn't turn my head

Immature as it may sound,

I still fear ghosts

I wanted to go to the other lane

But there's an almost-two-meter gap between the two lanes

Lookie! The little boy's on the other lane now

How did he get there?

I jumped to the other lane

Yes, it was too risky

Because there was a river underneath

I don't know how to swim

My jump fell short

Good thing my hands were able to hold on to the edge of the other lane

The little boy sat between my two hands

Couldn't take it anymore

My arms were already numb

I closed my eyes 

As I felt my hands losing the grip 

I pulled the boy's feet

And we both fell into the river

Upon approaching the water

I heard different voices of women

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

And when I woke up, I felt like a hand with long fingernails was squeezing my heart.