Teen-Swap

  

Teen-Swap

By Craig Wilson

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

I appear to be watching an old television film.

The main character awakens in a pink bedroom.

The guy checks the mirror to see their reflection.

They notice a female reflection. They freak out.

They have swapped bodies with a teenage girl.

There is no explanation of how this occurred.

After getting changed, they rush out of the house.

They see their body and discover it’s the girl.

This random phenomenon has also alarmed her.

Lightning strikes them, and they’re normal.

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.

Neo-Academy

  

Neo-Academy

By Craig Wilson

I open my eyes, and something is odd.

The world feels very different to me.

I certainly don't recall being in the future.

Even stranger, I attend an academy as well.

A furious man reminds me of why I am here.

This gentleman admits he is my superior.

Apparently, I joined the police force.

Yet, I do not recall signing up for this.

Thus, I must undergo rigorous training.

My instructor is a complete disaster.

The obstacle course is a deadly trap.

I, too, trouble with the firing range.

Only a few women help me cope here.

The bell sounds, and I finally awaken.

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.

Party Bus Tour

  

Party Bus Tour

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I am in the station.

As always, I’m not sure why I am here.

Suddenly, a strange bus arrives at bay 13.

I do not know why I boarded this odd bus.

It turns out that this is a large party bus.

There are many types of folks on here.

People pass me drinks, which I consume.

Oddly, the drinks have a swift effect on me.

It feels like the entire bus inside is spinning.

Random women dance alongside me as well.

When I get off the bus, 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.

The Odd Visitors

  

The Odd Visitors

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I am in a big house.

This makes no sense to me at all.

I don't recall coming to this house.

There's a strange knock on the door.

So, I open the door, and some people.

These folks claim to be my buddies.

They enter one by one to hang out.

Yet I don't recognise any of them.

Many of them dress like typical artists.

They tell stories I don't remember.

My mysterious friends have some plans.

They want to go to the cinema shortly.

My alarm goes off, and I soon 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.

Anime Night Binge

  

Anime Night Binge

By Craig Wilson

I open my eyes. I can’t sleep at all.

I decide to pass the time for a while.

I want to binge-watch some anime.

So I pick a cop drama to watch.

I watch all the episodes one at a time.

Something unusual soon occurs.

I begin seeing some hallucinations.

The characters appear before me.

They ask me to assist save the day.

However, I am not sure how to do so.

The latest episode of the anime ends.

All the anime characters vanish, too.

I don't comprehend what happened.

So, my alarm ends this crazy 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.

Spooky School Search

  

Spooky School Search

By Craig Wilson

I open my eyes. I see I’m in a school.

From the outside, many friends join me.

I’m reminded that we are ghost hunting.

They even have some camera equipment.

My spirit leaves my body to go search.

Only then can I see the school spirits here.

They warn me that this is a terrible place.

So, my spirit quickly returns to my body.

I tell my friends that it's now time to leave.

We pack up our gear and leave the school.

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.

The Shifting Error

  

The Shifting Error

By Craig Wilson

The alarm hasn’t gone off. I’m late for work.

Quickly, I get up and change into my uniform.

Thus, I leave my house and get to the office.

My colleague remarks I am late yet again.

She advises me I should try shifting a lot more.

Thus, I shift, but it’s now a different Worldline.

I confuse people with what I’m doing there.

It turns out I don’t work there in this reality.

And yet, I struggle to shift to my Worldline.

My alarm goes off, and I soon wake up again.

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.

Escaping the Dream Loop

  

Escaping the Dream Loop

By Craig Wilson

I wake up in bed. It’s another typical weekend.

Shopping and cleaning are my top priorities.

I leave my bedroom. However, something’s off.

I wake up in bed again. I don’t understand why.

Again, I leave the room and wake up in bed.

Something’s forcing me to loop this dream.

I search my bedroom for some crucial clues.

Finally, I find a strange, red button in here.

I bash the button, hoping the dream ends.

The lights flash. I really don’t understand.

My alarm goes off, and I finally 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.

A-Plus Ice Cream

  

A-Plus Ice Cream

By Craig Wilson

I come to. I see that I’m in a classroom.

As always, I don’t recall coming in here.

I see that I have become a small kid again.

The teacher tells us we have a huge test.

Heck, I didn’t study for this. I’m shaking.

The teacher promises ice cream to us all.

However, the catch is we must ace the test.

So, the test starts, and we all do best as well.

Sooner than expected, the test ends. We relax.

Thankfully, the teacher gives us ice cream.

The bell rings. I leave the room and 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.

Spider Attack

 

 

Spider Attack

By Craig Wilson

A loud banging awakens me. I groan, too.

I’m not sure how the others sleep through it.

The banging sounds originate from the roof.

A hole appears. An enormous spider emerges.

There’s a massive spider looking for blood.

I flee, hoping to escape from the wild beast.

The spider is in hot pursuit. It will not give up.

So I decide to lure the spider out of the house.

The neighbours do not know what's going on.

A truck smashes this massive, gigantic spider.

It turned out that the spider was a large robot.

My alarm goes off, and I abruptly 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.

 

Bathroom Repairs

  

Bathroom Repairs

By Craig Wilson

For whatever reason, I find myself in a restroom.

I see that I’m dressed in grey work overalls.

A woman appears. I do not recognise her.

This tall lady tells me she is my supervisor.

My supervisor reminds me I’m on repair duty.

Thus, my supervisor leaves to talk to other people.

With my toolkit, I must repair the toilets in here.

Strangely, everything is like a rhythm mini-game.

Carefully, I fix the pipes and such in the sequence.

After that, I put my tools away. That was easy.

I leave the bathroom, and 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.

Mutant Colony

  

Mutant Colony

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I am outside.

As always, I do not know what I am doing.

Everything appears to be really different.

It feels like the aftermath of a catastrophe.

I hear there’s a mutant colony nearby.

Of course, I get to the colony in no time.

The mutants resemble humans to me.

However, they have olive green skin.

I convince the mutants that I mean no harm.

Thankfully, they warm up to me so quickly.

I am invited to go to a tent for some food.

When I enter the tent, I exit 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.

Mop Head Donation

  

Mop Head Donation

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see that I’m at work.

Yet, the workspace appears completely off.

The building resembles an American clinic.

Heck, my coworkers appear different as well.

One co-worker approaches me and is distressed.

My colleague says we’ve run out of mop heads.

I find it difficult to contact my supervisor.

A bus load of kids soon arrives outside.

The kids pile in, donating their mop heads.

Of course, we thank the children for their help.

I head to the elevator, to continue my job.

After entering the elevator, I leave 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.

Time Warp Hotel

  

Time Warp Hotel

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I’m in a big hotel.

I don’t recall coming to this place.

The hotel seems quite extravagant.

I check my pockets and locate my key.

I go back to my room to have a lie down.

It feels as if time is warping and shifting.

The hotel appears much older than it was.

Many of the customers wear old clothing.

The folks surrounding me are perplexed.

I go down to the lobby to get some answers.

The hotel is normal. I’m back in my time.

I leave the hotel, and I leave my 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.

Soap Haul

 

Soap Haul

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I am inside my house.
It is not odd to be in my home right now.
I need to go downstairs to have a drink.
Sadly, I struggle to get to the kitchen.
There are piles of boxes everywhere.
It's difficult to navigate through the house.
I see there are soap bars in the packaging.
Who the heck purchased so much soap?
I choose to remove one box at a time.
The task almost seems never-ending.
To my dismay, the soap reappears.
Something feels quite wrong here.
My 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.

Escape or Lose

 

 

 

Escape or Lose

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, but I’m not at home.

On closer inspection, I’m in a cell.

I’m not alone; there are other folks.

Seven strangers are panicking, too.

We are all wearing strange collars.

We’re reminded why we are all here.

The captor wants us to flee now.

However, we must work together.

I give a speech to motivate the others.

Meanwhile, I need to solve a riddle.

We receive the keys required to exit.

The others are excited to leave here.

We use our keys to escape the cell.

The 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.

Grandad’s Ring

  

Grandad’s Ring

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am now at home.

However, this does not look like my pad.

Heck, I don't even resemble myself.

I'm a small child. This feels so odd.

My friends are here for a sleepover.

Of course, my friends fell asleep early.

So, I go talk to my old grandfather.

Grandad says he is really proud of me.

I receive my grandfather’s prized ring.

However, I don't think I can accept it.

Grandad thinks I should pass it on.

Curious, I end up going back to bed.

The 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.

Zombie Tagging

  

Zombie Tagging

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I see I'm not in my home.

I'm not sure why I’m in a bar with my father.

I'm reminded that there are zombies outside.

My father feels we should vacate the area now.

So, my father and I hurry to the bar's rooftop.

My father has a sniper gun to shoot the undead.

I shoot zombies with tags, which are explosives.

My father shoots the undead, which explode.

More zombies are moving towards us, though.

We’re running low on ammo. It’s pretty dire.

The alarm goes off, and I exit the dream world.

The End

Dark Bird Convention

  

Dark Bird Convention

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears; I am no longer home.

I see I'm at a bird convention in town.

As always, I don't remember arriving here.

So, I go around, taking in the various sights.

There is a lot of amazing merchandise here.

Some gothic woman hands me some flyers.

I thank the lady and pack my swag bags.

Many guys are taking a lot of photographs.

Another gothic lady hugs complete strangers.

I end up going into the food section here.

A strange woman claims to know me well.

I leave the convention, and I leave my 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.

Fixing the Time Stream

  

Fixing the Time Stream

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears; I’m in a computer room.

As always, I am not sure why I am here.

A woman enters to inform me of my task.

Some silly child stole some time crystals.

No one knows how the boy did all of this.

Elders entrust me with fixing the time stream.

Entering the gateway, I find the child in limbo.

It is difficult, but I urge the child to give up now.

Thankfully, I get the time crystals back in time.

I enter the portal and depart the dream world.

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.