Homework Hurry

 

Homework Hurry

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see that I’m on my bus.

However, I can't recall why I’m on a bus.

I check some notes. I am needed at college today.

I did not do my homework. This causes me to panic.

I quickly gain a head start on my assignment.

Thankfully, I get at least three-quarters done.

The bus also takes me directly to my college.

I leave the bus. I enter the college campus cafeteria.

I also finish the rest of my homework. I exhale.

When I head upstairs, the dream suddenly ends.

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.

Reset Button

 

Reset Button

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I am back at school.

As usual, I do not recall going to this school.

I am in an art classroom that I do not recognize.

I randomly sit next to a cute girl who smiles a lot.

I ask if I can sit with her, and she gives her consent.

The teacher appears, looking rather old and grumpy.

The teacher instructs us we must draw a genie.

I try it. However, I am struggling. I curse a little.

The moody teacher ends up chastising me pretty badly.

I press the Reset button, but the dream suddenly ends.

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.

RPD Nightmare

 

RPD Nightmare

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I'm in my bedroom.

It's the weekend. I've got nothing important to do.

So I set up my new gaming laptop. I grin.

I go online and find a Resident Evil website.

Someone created a fan-made Resident Evil 2.

I download the modification and try it out.

I play Leon, and I'm stuck in the RPD station.

I avoid zombies and other monsters in my way.

The puzzles are incomprehensible; I'm stumped.

Mr. X punches me in the face. I go on danger.

My phone alarm goes off, and I quickly 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.

An Odd Walk

 

An Odd Walk

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see that I’m outside.

I don’t remember leaving the house at all.

I am not alone. I see my dad and brothers.

They remind me we’re out for a nice walk.

I shrug. I go with the flow and walk about.

The town looks totally different, though.

The town looks like a typical RPG town.

I see a female friend, yet something’s off.

My friend is riding a pony and walking dogs.

I greet my friend and walk on. I’m baffled.

My phone’s alarm goes off, and I 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.

Schedule Rewind

 

Schedule Rewind

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I am back at school.

Strangely, the school's design is different.

I see an old friend. Yet, something is wrong.

Neither of us knows what our new schedule is.

Thus, we must proceed to the main office area.

We would like a new copy of the schedule sheet.

I check the schedule. Something seems off.

So, I am not supposed to be at school today.

As a result, I rewind time and return home.

I decide to sleep in and have a full rest.

My alarm clock goes off, and I 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.

The Dream Craig

 

The Dream Craig

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I am in a charity shop.

I don’t remember why I am in this charity shop.

Anyway, I find a jacket, and I decide to buy it.

The clerk in the store says I bought that jacket.

I don’t recall. I gain the jacket and step out.

Everything feels real. It rains, and I get soaked.

I can feel the water splashing on me. I shiver.

The world seems different. I think I’m awake.

I can break the script and explore the world.

My phone’s alarm goes off. I soon wake up.

The End

Restoring Her Courage

 

Restoring Her Courage

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I'm in a café.

I don't recall ever going to this place.

In fact, I am wearing the same uniform.

I'm reminded that I work in this cosy place.

It’s a café where you can sing on the stage.

I encourage one of my coworkers to sing.

My coworker is unsure. She appears nervous.

I remind my coworker that she's a fine singer.

Finally, my coworker does, and she's wonderful.

The audience claps wildly, and as for encores.

My alarm goes off, and I quickly 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.