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The Dream Of Choas
The living room is big and green. 2 couches and a computer with a flat screen tv can fit in this big space when u sit down its like the fresh breeze of the A.C comes in and welcomes you with open arms. The maze of the living room is so entreggaging. The computer shines in the dull room at night, the bend makes you feel safe as you lay near it, touching the couch, encourages you to spread out on the moth shaped pillows. It puts you in a deep, deep sleep as you dream the night away.
The room on the left was big and black. It was the size of 2 t-rex head. My sister was screaming to the top of her little lungs. There was a spot light that engaged you to come near it.
She was like a victum being questioned.
It was like she was trying to something a secret but I didn’t know what it was she wasn’t telling. So I just stood there wondering what I should do. I think about going to go save her on my own or do the smart thing go get a parent. So I go to the living room and call her but when I do
She……….
VANISHED!!!!!!!
So I went into my dads room and he was a hologram and he was eating pork chops. I was scared out of my mind. I thought I was going crazy. So I guess I had to do the stupid thing and go save my sister on my own. So I charged in like a solider going into war. As I run I start to slow down, (it was farther than I thought) and I was getting really tired . so all of a sudden I feel shaking and I am going in circles. I get to this school and people start asking me if I a a substitute teacher for the kindergarteners but I say “no” but they still pull me into the room full of bad children . But after 2 hours of my horrible life I started to wake as I wake up out of my dream I start smelling food.
I run to the kitchen and start stuffing my face like crazy .
The End