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.

Fishing Challenge X

  

Fishing Challenge X

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears; I am now in my room.

It is not unusual to be in my bedroom.

I don't know what I'm doing right now.

I see I have paused a random video game.

The gameplay is like Stardew Valley.

I don't recall playing this game before.

I resume the game and continue playing.

The game has a good appeal as well.

So I resolve to explore the big planet.

I don't feel like doing the story quest.

I try out the popular fishing mini-game.

However, the game worries me out.

I abandon the game to cool down.

The alarm goes off, 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.

Free Coffee

  

Free Coffee

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am in a café.

I am not sure why I am here, though.

I am not alone. I see some old friends.

My friends tell me that this is a catch-up.

I'm experiencing a strong sense of déjà vu.

A member of the staff requests our orders.

My friends remind me I’ve a special card.

I show my card, and I get a free coffee.

The coffee is the greatest I’ve ever tried.

Heck, it impresses my pals as well.

Also, I soon tumble out of 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.

Second Childhood

  

Second Childhood

By Craig Wilson

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

I notice I’m in a brand-new play centre.

Some employees tell me I’m the new hire.

I shrug. I go to the ball pit and clean it.

When I exit the ball pit, I become a child.

In fact, I'm back to my eight-year-old self.

I use this opportunity to have some fun.

Playing in this centre makes me happy.

Heck, I've made some new pals here too.

I never want to leave this wonderful centre.

The alarm goes off, 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.

Toy-Testing

  

Toy-Testing

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I am not in my room.

I find myself at the rear of a charity shop.

My supervisor reminds me of what's going on.

Apparently, I’m supposed to test some toys.

I shrug my shoulders. I get to the testing.

Many of these toys look like classics to me.

Play-testing these toys makes me nostalgic.

Heck, I feel like I’m a young child again.

Also, I find some toys from my childhood.

I can sense delight welling up in my heart.

The alarm goes off, and 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.

Arcade Escape

  

Arcade Escape

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears, and I’m on a college campus.

As always, I’m not sure what I'm doing here.

It turns out I am a student at this little college.

The lunch bell rings, and a large crowd gathers.

I leave campus and head to a gaming arcade.

The arcade has a bunch of great retro classics.

So I play some cool, retro Ninja Turtle games.

I truly enjoy playing the Ninja Turtles games.

I check my watch. I realize I'm running late again.

I exit the arcade and I quickly depart 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.

Lost Dog

 

Lost Dog

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears; I'm in my bedroom.

It's not unusual to be in my bedroom.

I have nothing important to do right now.

So I play a few video games to unwind.

I discover a retro game named Lost Dog.

It's a game inspired by Stray; the cat game.

You play as a dog searching for its home.

The game is 3D and has a beautiful art style.

Heck, there's a button to bark at them.

I end up barking at some strange birds, too.

I exit the game, and hence 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.

British Sitcom Binge

 

British Sitcom Binge

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears; I’m in a random bedroom.

There are many band posters on each wall.

Again, I am not sure what I am doing here.

A woman walks into this strange bedroom.

The lady reminds us we are great friends.

I shrug it off. I’m looking forward to chilling.

We end up watching old British sitcoms.

Heck, I do not recognize any of these shows.

None of them appear on the traditional channels.

To my surprise, my friend thinks they are funny.

When I see her having fun, it warms my heart.

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.

80's Cartoon Binge

 

80's Cartoon Binge

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears; I’m in some random bedroom.

I’m not alone; some cosplayers are with me.

They remind me we’re here to watch some shows.

Thus, we watch some cool cartoons from the 80s.

Collectively, we watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Heck, all four of us sing along to the theme tune, too.

This is a great time. I feel like I have found my tribe.

My watch beeps. It reminds me I have an appointment.

Reluctantly, I tell the cosplayers I really need to leave.

I pack my suitcase, leave the room, and also 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.

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.

Sinister Tales

 

Sinister Tales

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I see I am in my room.

It is not unusual for me to be in my room.

Yet, I do not have any work to do right now.

So I turn on the old television set to relax.

Sinister Tales is airing now; it’s an old TV show.

The episode I'm watching is incredibly creepy.

An elderly lady is eating some creepy crawlies.

The lady claims she does it to remain young.

I actually feel sick after watching the show.

My phone 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.

Sonic R Revival

 

Sonic R Revival

By Craig Wilson

The smoke clears. I am in my bedroom.

It’s not unusual that I am in my bedroom.

I’m bored. I have nothing to do right now.

So, I decide to play some video games.

I find out about a new Sonic R remaster.

Curious, I download this free remaster.

I load the game, and I am impressed.

The character models look much better.

The music quality for the game is great.

I am having tons of fun in the game.

I wind up beating every single course.

My phone’s alarm soon wakes me 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.

School Out-takes

 

School Out-takes

By Craig Wilson

The smoke has cleared, and I’m in a meeting room.

However, I see that there are other people in here.

The other people are my former classmates.

We watch the final school year on a large screen.

I am reminded that our school experience was fake.

That's odd, because my school life felt real to me.

I see a lot of footage of me botching my lines.

I don't remember seeing any of this. I am baffled.

Heck, there’s footage of me taking breaks.

My phone alarm goes off, 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.

School-Break Coffee Time

 

School-Break Coffee Time

 

By Craig Wilson

 

The smoke dissipates and I end up in my old school.

I say old loosely as the school now looks futuristic.

I walk around the main hall, and I find a public café.

I soon get served, and I buy myself a few things.

I buy myself a chocolate doughnut, and an iced latte.

Carefully, I find a free table, and I sit myself down.

I take a bite of the chocolate doughnut and it’s divine.

What’s odd is that I can really taste the chocolate.

My alarm goes off and I soon leave this 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.

Graduation Error

 

Graduation Error

 

By Craig Wilson

 

The smoke dissipates and I am in secondary school.

I am in an English room with my fellow students.

The biggest paradox is we’re all our current ages.

I question as to whether or not we have graduated.

Naturally, the other students look at me quite baffled.

There is a weird flux in time and everything changes.

We’re no longer adults – we resemble kids once again.

Nevertheless, I am the only one that’s actually noticed.

I feel tense that I have to graduate school all over again.

My phone’s alarm goes off, and I abruptly 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.

Sweet Treats

 

Sweet Treats

 

By Craig Wilson

 

The smoke clears and I find myself back in school.

However, the school looks modern and old, too.

I take a good look at myself, and I am a kid again.

Heck, this was before I had actually hit puberty.

I do not recognise any of the students in my class.

Also, I do not recognise the man who’s teaching us.

I look around and realise I am in a cooking class.

The teacher tasks us with making some sweets.

So, I get my equipment and ingredients ready.

I prepare the treats and they turn out pretty fine.

My phone’s 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.

Subtitle Fail

 

Subtitle Fail

 

By Craig Wilson

 

The smoke clears and I find myself in my bedroom.

However, I do not recall ever going to my room.

I notice on the calendar that it’s now the weekend.

There are no obligations so I decided to unwind.

I cannot think of a single game that I want to play.

I suddenly have the urge to watch a foreign film.

So, I search through my collection of old DVDs.

I find an Asian movie I haven’t watched in ages.

I pop the DVD in the DVD player and I get ready.

However, I’ve to mess around with the subtitles.

My dream suddenly ends – my phone’s alarm wails.

 

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.

Majora's Mask Hack

 

Majora's Mask Hack

 

By Craig Wilson

 

The smoke clears and I survey my surroundings.

All of a sudden I find myself sitting in my room.

My N64 is on, and I am playing Majora’s Mask.

I have no memory of setting up my old console.

Thus, instead of beginning a new file, I continue.

I run around the Clock Town at my own pace.

Suddenly, I bump into my little buddy, Saria.

I realise that this isn’t any ordinary copy I’m on.

There are more assets from Ocarina of Time.

I take my time noticing the many differences.

Sadly, 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.

The Final Grade

 

The Final Grade

 

By Craig Wilson

 

The smoke clears and I find myself walking to school.

I don’t recall why I have to go to school at this point.

One of my friends runs and they soon catch up to me.

My friend reminds me that I need to get my final grade.

So, my friend and I hurry to school so we’re not late.

We arrive at the school and enter the main building.

My friend and I enter the assembly hall and take a seat.

Time flows quickly and I soon realise I have finished.

The examiner says I’ve barely passed and I can graduate.

However, my alarm goes off and I soon 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.

A Rare Documentary

 

A Rare Documentary

 

By Craig Wilson

 

The smoke clears and I find myself in my home.

My folks and I are hanging out in the living room.

Thankfully, it’s the weekend and I can now relax.

It’s raining outside and we don’t need to go out.

My folks and I are watching a documentary on TV.

There’s a documentary about the game company Rare.

The documentary is brand new and almost an hour long.

There’s a big grin on my face and I feel like a big kid.

We’re up to the part where it showcases Banjo-Kazooie.

Sadly, my phone’s alarm goes off and I wake up ASAP.

 

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.