Broken Trust

 

Broken Trust

 

By Craig Wilson

 

I suddenly find myself outside, on my way to school.

However, I reach the school, and it looks different.

I do not recognise any of the people that I can see.

When I arrive at the school, I receive a phone call.

The police tell me that they have found my new car.

I quickly rush to the police station to sort things out.

It turns out the young kids I often support stole my car.

I scold the kids loudly, and most of them are pretty sad.

When I leave the police station, 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.