I did a silly thing, making mistake of seeing the time. I was looking at the dead clock and felt so confused about the time which didn't run. Then, my sister laughed at me, laughing the silliness. I'd just come home. My dad picked me up at bus terminal..............with pleasure. He brought my
ransel and put that in my room. He also laughed at me.
Afternoon came. When the sun hadn't sleep yet to the west, Mom came home bringing her smile and feeling so glad that I was home.
"Oh, honey, you've been home."
We, then, planned some good things to be done together. The warmness approached my body.
And I woke up. Nothing had changed. No dead clock. No laugh. No warmness. I was still in my boarding room. The home also didn't change.
It was only just a dream.
picture by: ~GeoRamzes
