Cake Party

 

Cake Party

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am in a massive party room.

I do not recall leaving my house. I shrug it off for now.

Apparently, there is a huge party going on right now.

I see some old friends of mine that have gathered here.

There is a plate dedicated to many cakes. I smile a little.

Naturally, I go to the cake table, and I grab some cake.

My friends join me. We converse and we have fun.

Oddly, I can actually taste the delicious coconut cake.

My phone’s alarm suddenly wails, and I soon wake up.

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.