The Revenge Song
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears; I am at a basketball game.
Funnily enough, I don’t remember coming here.
Apparently, I am not myself; I am a teenager.
It appears I go to this old high school. I shrug.
A girl who claims to be my friend goes on stage.
She sings about me being a jerk last night.
However, I don’t know what she’s talking about.
My mates tell her she got drunk and harassed me.
My friend breaks down. She apologizes to me.
I reject her. I get up, and I leave the gymnasium.
Suddenly, I leave this dramatic dream, and wake 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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