Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 9/4/2017
By shizbiz
I know that i'm trying to get home. I've managed to miss my bus because I stayed behind in the auditorium listening to my teacher speak...I assumed there would've been transport home since other kids were waiting too, i only realized much later that they had their own cars. This begins my search for a way back home. I've been roaming the school grounds, I think it's been a few days, There's a room on the opposite side of the school grounds, the passageway that leads to it has giant willowy white curtains and is decorated in an old victorian style. I think someone could live there if they wanted to, I think I might've spent a few days in this passageway. I decide to start walking home, it's hot outside and the school is practically in the middle of the desert. There are buildings very very far away. I'm walking, it's hot, i'm pretty sure i won't make it. A voice that's similar to mine whispers "it's a dream, if you think home is closer then the distance will be shorter" I do this, I think to myself "this is a dream, the distance to my house isn't that far away". The area in which my flat is located is miles closer than it had been before. I wake up.