New York

Date: 9/23/2016

I was with some of my friends in a building and everyone was going down the stairs and exiting. I realize that we are in the army, and that I forgot something upstairs. I run back up, and at the top floor Ya'akov's (A friend of mine) mom tells me not to run so fast I'll break the building. The next thing I know I am on a train with Ya'akov. The train has an open roof, and I can see my family walking toward the beach which is close by. I yell out my sister's (Noa) name, and we pass right by her but she doesn't notice. Next Ya'akov and I are driving around New York on a yellow toy truck, Ya'akov as the driver. He goes really fast and also drifts a lot, but I trust him. We get to a long bridge, which is quite narrow, and there is a fence only on the left side, so he drives slow. We get to a point where we can't really drive anymore since it's too narrow, and I'm beginning to really get scared, it is really high up. One time, out truck almost falls, and Ya'akov catches it but almost falls himself. He clings to the edge and I help him back up, but the truck is still stuck. I know how to get it back up but to do that I need to let go of the fence so I am really scared. After some time I do it, but now I am lying down holding on the bridge (which is now about half a meter wide) with both arms wrapped tightly around it and I can't get back up. Ya'akov says "It's easy" and stands up, using great balancing skills. I am too scared so I slowly crawl to the other side. When we get to the end of the bridge I feel a great sense of relief, and I kiss the ground (as a joke and Ya'akov laughs).