Spooky Talk

 

Spooky Talk

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I'm in the living room.

It is nighttime. The rain outside is quite heavy.

I didn't realize it was going to rain tonight.

I am listening to some smooth jazz on the radio.

My brother unexpectedly enters the living room.

My brother grabs my collar and starts talking to me.

He describes my waking world as another dream.

My heart races. I'm feeling anxious. I want to leave.

My brother let go. He goes upstairs to his room.

I'm too scared to move. However, I wake up in bed.

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.