The
Magic College
By
Craig Wilson
The
smoke clears and I soon realise I am not in my room.
I know
now that I am in a large school. It looks old.
I'm
not in any ordinary school; I'm in a magical college.
But I
don't recall ever attending this magical school.
I'm
perplexed because I know I can't perform magic.
One
teacher suddenly walks out of the teacher’s lounge.
I am
reminded that I am the brand new transfer student.
I am
super excited to find out what I will be learning.
The
bell rings, and I am awakened from my 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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