By
Craig Wilson
The
cool breeze is like a comforting blanket.
The
sun shines down with a comforting glow.
I’m
wandering the dead streets, craving cake.
Yet,
the street seems so alien on this very day.
I
look all around me – the shops look different.
It
feels like I’ve entered a whole new world.
The
street signs are somewhat unreadable, too.
Finally,
after a long trek, I find a sandwich place.
I
enter the sandwich shop, and I leave the dream.
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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