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Mar 04
fiction challenge: Dreaming
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Dreaming

I had this dream every night. I would wake up a little before the next part every day. The story would keep going until I woke up. But today I didn’t for some reason. It always starts with me rushing out the door and getting into my car. We would drive past our town and I would ask my mom where we were going. She always said it was a surprise, but I never knew what it was because I would always wake up. We drove past this weird looking store and it had the date on it. It said June 14, 3021. I have always ignored that, but now that I think about it, why does it say 3021? There is no way that we are in that year, it's 2021. I went to sleep in the car. Then I woke up to a sign that said Welcome to Hawaii. I thought it was fake, but as I looked out the window I saw palm trees and oceans. I asked my mom why and how are we in Hawaii? She said “because we can drive there.” “There is no way we can drive to Hawaii, you have to fly a plane” I said to her. “It's 3021 we can do anything,” she said. My mom said “why are you so weird today? You have known they switched the whole world around, we can drive to Hawaii, everyone is rich, people don't have to work because there are robots and everything is perfect, even the floating cars. ” Right as my mom finished that sentence I woke up. Realizing it wasn't a dream.

 
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  1. Brittany
    Mar 11, 2021

    Love it!!!!
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