15 June 2012
Want to write something amazing but I have no ideas... So... I shall write about my dream!
Sam (My brother) and I live in a little green tent, that is behind our house, in the middle of the road. Surprisingly, it doesn't get run over, even though cars drive through it regularly. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and Sam is happily playing on his anti-gravity scooter. In the road. Like the tent, he doesn't get run over. Instead, he flys up and down the road quite happily, whilst I watch him. For some reason, I start to feel an impulse drawing me closer to the house, so I trust my instincts and float over to the kitchen. Completely ignoring the closed gate and back door. There, one of my teachers stands on the counter, a huge amethyst in his hand. Classmates appear beside me, and I sit on the oven and listen to the maths teacher talk about rocks. In his other hand, is my paperchase pen, stolen from me in some dream maths lesson. Probably. He chatters on, no one is paying attention, instead they are talking amongst themselves and making random hand gestures. Out of no where, he begins to shift between himself and Voldemort. My English teacher then decides to walk in through a door that isn't there. She sees him, screams dramatically, and runs towards the non-existent door in panic. My maths teacher ( now Voldemort) shouts, "It's okay, I'm only Voldemort!!!" This results in a lot of panicked students in my kitchen, being laughed at by Voldemort. The kitchen dissolves slowly, until I'm outside again, this time staring at what looks like an eating competition. Long tables, laid with plates full of Camembert are occupied by people I don't know. Sam has stopped scooting, and is now watching the people eat cheese. Suddenly, the cheese turns into soap and they all say in unison; "You know, This is really good dog food!" Then, I woke up, very confused and slightly dazed.
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