Toy Shop Detour
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I find myself at the bus station.
I don’t remember why I’m out of the house, though.
My friend grabs me and says we have a place to go.
My friend reminds me we have to go to our course.
On the way there, we get distracted by a toy shop.
So, we enter the toy shop and marvel at the sights.
There are modern toys, and toys from my past, too.
Heck, I’m even tempted to buy several figures in here.
My alarm goes off, and I return to the waking world.
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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