Noticeable Changes
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears. I see I am in a car.
I'm not alone. There are several ladies.
The ladies reminded me we are all friends.
I shrug. We soon arrive at a sunny beach.
Naturally, we find a place to park our car.
We go to the beach's small changing tents.
I leave the tent. I see that things have changed.
My friend’s dress and behaviour are very different.
I enter the tent. I leave and observe changes.
My friends appear normal, which is odd.
My phone's alarm goes off, waking me 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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