Forever Changing
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I find myself in a nice café.
My dad is sitting opposite me, drinking his tiny coffee.
My dad reminds me we are here to hang out a little.
I see a familiar face, Anna, and I gave her a little wave.
I see something odd. Anna keeps changing over and over.
I get up from my seat to ask Anna how it’s possible.
I cause a huge scene, and I am forced to leave the café.
When I leave the small café, I also leave this odd 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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