A Broken Toy
By Craig Wilson
I come to. I see that I’m not in my house.
In fact, I’m at someone’s birthday party.
The host is a friend I’ve known for years.
They remind me it’s a party for their kid.
Their kid is sad. Someone broke their toy.
I get asked to fix it. I cannot do it, though.
Some woman has to fix it for me instead.
Defeated, I decide to leave this party early.
Of course, this decision makes people sad.
I apologise. I tell them I’ll see them later.
When I leave the house, I exit 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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