I Break the 4th Wall
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears, and I am not in my house.
In reality, I see I am at a random school.
I don't recall attending to this institution.
I'm specifically taking a make-up lesson.
The students are in such a talkative mood.
Having free agency, I know this is a dream.
I inform the others that this is not genuine.
This horrible news frightens the students.
So I pretend it's a lie and that I'm joking.
Thankfully, they believe me and smile.
When I leave the room, I leave this 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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