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now why didnt i think of dat

wow. i enjoyed y'all.

Where were you last night? was the question I asked myself as I slowly opened my eyes. I was struck hard with a blow of migraine as I studied my environment till I was quite sure it was not mine. I staggered up, at this time my jaws had fallen and my eyes had cleared. It was a hall of some kind. As I toured my nightmare, I could hear the echo of my breath. I looked down to see what I was wearing and looked up in a twinkle- I was ashamed at my own nudity. Realizing I had nothing on, I started to shiver, tension and indifference held tightly unto me. It felt like one of those bad Sunday mornings- except that I was calm.
        A door! I shouted in my thoughts. As I approached it, an army of footsteps did the same from the other side. Weakness gripped me. Shedding a tear, I settled in a corner and dwelt in self guilt and pity for I remembered nothing. Absolutely nothing. The footsteps stopped. The moment had come for my utter humiliation. I wiped a tear with my sweaty palms and watched the door slowly give way to something.
        I jerked up to find one of my siblings sharply tapping me in a setting I'm now familiar with. It was a real nightmare. As far as I know, it still is. She shouted "get up, church is in forty-five minutes". I leaned back on the wall and pondered upon my dream with mixed feelings of trepidation and regret.
Where was I? who where they? and why was I naked? why am I still afraid?. Well, it was just a dream so I was quick to brush it off.

My Adventist church was the usual- lackluster and over-programmed. After what seemed like days, my ordeal was over and we headed home. We all took turns to narrate how much we enjoyed the service as we drove and decided to stop for lunch somewhere. My dad stepped forward to open the door of this restaurant  that must have opened just days ago. And alas! it was that hall!. I was so overwhelmed with horror that I screamed and jumped up from the couch I was laying. Another dream? my thoughts were in a rally. It all didn't make sense. I woke up twice in a dream? am I still dreaming?,  I guess I'll just keep living a dream while I wait for my real life to begin.


Am not a writer. go easy on me

Oh my I remember those books. Try reading them with the mind to enjoy a wonderful story instead of just studying to pass. You won't have a problem rewriting those stories after that. Forget about the literary devices for a min and just enjoy. Im sorry i can't really summarize them anymore.

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