Out
of Bounds
By
Craig Wilson
The
smoke clears and I find myself back at school.
However,
the school looks pretty old-fashioned.
It
is odd as I know the school is modern now.
The
weather seems fine and the sun is out now.
I am
late to class and I run to get there in time.
Suddenly,
I come across a tear in the building.
Without
anyone looking, I enter the odd tear.
I
break the script and I am now out of bounds.
The
area looks like the wireframe in old games.
I
feel weightless as I now run around forever.
My
alarm clock goes off and I wake up in bed.
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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