Nuclear reality

Date: 4/16/2018

This dream started off in a house off of North Kalaheo, right next to Kalama beach park. (Apparently this was where my family lived) Me, my mom and dad were all huddled together praying. My dad was counting down to when the nuke would drop. I was very scared and I could hear the rumbles getting louder and louder very fast. The nuke had pushed out what felt like three nuclear waves. Each of them felt like earthquakes. Next thing I know, it’s a month later. Everyone had been informed to stay inside of their homes for at least a month after the bombs were dropped. I hadn’t seen daylight in that amount of time, and my grandparents were living with us. I was very excited for this day because I would finally be able to check on my friends, but also terrified to find any of them dead. All sources of power on the island were knocked out so I couldn’t call any of them. The military had informed us also that if we were to go outside, we would have to stay within a mile radius of our houses, so that we are not over exposed to radiation. I walk outside of my house to see the sky completely gray, and literally ash everywhere I looked. I look over and see people out on the road, waving to each other, crying. I run over to my friend Lauren’s house, who was closest. Her and Vivian along with their parents were all there and we caught up with each other and what had happened over the past month. I walk over to everyone that I had possibly knowns house and catch up with them / help out. I was very sad because I couldn’t check in on Natalie or other people far away. I walk home and black out. I wake up years later from a coma. The coma was caused due to over radiation. I was living on the mainland with my mom, my sister and dad. We stayed in a small house on a farm, and an old couple had owned it and was taking us in for charity. The old man that had owned this place was abusive (even though I didn’t hear or see that he was, I could feel that he was) and I felt as though I needed to get my family out. I called for help and the Klems pulled up in their blue Prius to pick us up. We al got in the car, and they decided to take us on a road trip to lighten us up. We drove around and ended up driving through a canyon. A few months later, we reunited with our family, still living on the mainland. Riley had got a job at a frozen yogurt shop, my mom, Jacob and uncle Brett in a construction company, Aunty Amy with the military, and my dad a pilot. We were all standing in this workshop having a deep conversation that I don’t exactly remember what it was about, but I remember that it felt bittersweet. Jessie was mad at Jacob for some reason, and it felt like our lives were somehow getting back on track. Years and years later, I was 25. I had never seen any of my other friends since before my coma. I decided to take a trip back home to see if I could get in touch with any of them. I got there and drove to Kailua. I was saddened to see that the island was now one big tourist attraction. The beaches were all fake and man made. No one had lived there anymore. I couldn’t find a single person I recognized. I felt defeated. The dream ended.