My
Australian Buddy
By
Craig Wilson
The
light clears and I find myself in a random house.
However,
I somehow recognise the room I am in.
The
bedroom belongs to a woman that lives here.
Suddenly,
the door opens and in steps the woman.
The
nice lady looks like she's in her twenties.
She
has to remind me that she’s my good friend.
She
also speaks with a strong Australian accent.
She
shows me a cartoon from when she was a child.
Also,
she tells me that her parents actually like me.
After
that, I leave her room 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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