A Tidy Visit
By Craig Wilson
The smoke has cleared, and I'm in a charity shop.
As usual, I don't recall leaving my house.
One of my close friends quickly wraps me in a hug.
I am reminded that I am here to visit a friend.
I smile when I see a friend from my past.
I quickly notice that the shop is messy.
I grab the vacuum cleaner. I soon clean up.
Heck, I even organize the various clothes rails.
I get out of control and wipe the windows.
I even empty the rubbish bins in the store.
The alarm goes off, and I quickly 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.
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