The Flood

Date: 3/15/2017

It was a class trip for ELA, since I remember a foldable we had due for that class. We were in New York, and car crashes were happening everywhere. Eventually, it turns out flooding was doomed to happen despite there being no rain. Anjuli and I climbed to a railing with many other students, and we all freaked out at the sight of rain. Eventually, everything came to an end, and we got to get down to find our family. It turns out, after going through heavy security and saying, 'Demayo' and 'Universe', my parents were dead. My mom died to the flood, and my dad died due to losing her. Thus, the dream ended entirely.