By
Craig Wilson
I’m
at work for my shift and am ready to start working.
I
prepare my mop and bucket for the showroom floor.
As
I’m cleaning, some mannequins suddenly appear.
They
stare back at me with their expressionless faces.
I
can’t go around them because they block my way.
They
circle around me, and they don’t let me leave.
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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