In my dream, I dreamt I cooked a food in class. It tasted sweet and was a teensy bit crunchy on the outside but soft on the inside.
In my dream, I dreamt I cooked a food in class. It tasted sweet and was a teensy bit crunchy on the outside but soft on the inside.
I dreamt that I was back in my childhood bedroom. There were moving men there taking everything away. They couldn’t see me, and it couldn’t move from the spot I was in. I could see the sun going down as they finished moving the last of my things out. Then they left, and the light in the room slowly faded, until I was standing there, alone in the darkness.