So there this one dream that I've been having since I was six years old. In this dream my grandparents and I are in our car(I'll probably put a picture if I can find one). And for some reason we are at the Brevard Zoo. So we are all in the car but the car is on the main bride that is over the alligator habitat. So we all start freaking out. Not really helping our situation. My grandpa eventually gets out and yells for help. And the zoo workers ignore us and go back to their job. My grandma then gets out and devises a plan with my grandpa. Their plan was to push the car (with me in it still) slowly over the rickety bridge. And this is your typical wooden bridge you see in the movie of an adveture. That one sterotypical bridge that will snap with just a slight movement. Your thinking omg they probably fell and you're right my friend we all fell into the alligator infested water. I watched my grandparents get eaten alive(great right). And I tried to swim to safety. I obviously didn't make it at all. Really I just keep waking up when I see an alligator come towards me. It's just so bad I swear.
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Dream Journal
Short StorySo I thought it might be fun to talk about my dreams because why not.
