Strange and Sociable
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I realize I am in a large park.
I am not alone; there are some others with me.
So these random people resemble trendy models.
To me, these people appear to be random strangers.
The trendy people want me to speak up as well.
They remind me we are actually best friends.
I don't recognise any of them, which is strange.
So they tell me some classic stories they know.
Again, I don't understand what they're saying.
My phone rings, and I am pulled out of the 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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