Shark Care
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears. I see I’m on a boat.
I’m wearing scuba gear. This feels so odd.
As a result, I don't remember why I'm here.
I see my instructor is a young Asian woman.
I am reminded that we are here to see the sharks.
We carefully jump into the water. We dive deep.
We swim around. We see some small sharks.
Surprisingly, the sharks are behaving appropriately.
The small sharks allow us to pet them as well.
I let my guard down. I currently feel content.
My alarm rings, and I quickly wake up in my.
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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