Crash Course
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears. I see that I'm in a classroom.
I'm not alone. There are other people present.
I'm reminded that we have to take another course.
This course is intended to help us find a new job.
I am not enthusiastic about the job course.
The lecturer acts like he’s a mad drill sergeant.
One child has a panic attack. They even cry.
The lecturer yells at the student, making it worse.
I chastise the lecturer, and they are silenced.
However, the others quickly turn against me.
I'm feeling anxious. I leave the room and 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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