Date: 8/10/2018
By comatose-dreamer
My mom, my sis, and I were in San Francisco for vacation. We heard on the news that the big 10.0 earthquake we’re supposed to have is coming really soon. We were walking toward this restaurant and before the earthquake happened, the streetlights turned off and then the ground violently shook for a couple seconds. My mom said because of the earthquake, we had to start living in San Francisco. I was walking around in the city and I saw this rectangular prism looking rock formation that was next to a calm looking beach that was leaning over this mansion/cottage looking house. I walked over to it and this old guy that looked a little bit like gandolf was standing in front of the mansion saying “it’s been so long, I’ve missed you so much” and I ran and jumped into his arms crying tears of joy as if I haven’t seen him in years. We walked into the mansion and there were tons of people working as butlers or waiters. There was a lot of photographs and paintings of random things all over the walls, but most of them were pictures of me as if I used to live there. For some reason, the workers kept giving me the stink eye, as if they didn’t want me there.