The Spider House
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears and I find I am on a beach.
However, I don’t recall why I am here at all.
My brothers are here, and they’re chilling out.
I am reminded that we’re all here on holiday.
It’s a chance for me to relax so I embrace it.
My brothers get back up and head to the house.
Reluctantly, I get back up and I follow them.
My brothers freak and leave the beach house.
I look inside and I see there’re many spiders.
So, I call someone to deal with the spiders.
When I hang up, the dream suddenly ends.
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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