One night, about a year or two ago, I felt myself wandering around in limbo. Seriously, I felt like I was listlessly switching from scene to scene, setting to setting, and etc. Finally, I arrived at my school bus stop when I suddenly realized that it was still night, and that I should be home, asleep, except I was here. I thought, 'I'm having a lucid dream!'. Looking about my surroundings, I see other people standing there, just like me, staring ahead as if waiting for something to come or happen. Then, out of nowhere, I hear my name. There's an abrupt brush of wind, and with a somewhat painful whack, I was awake. |
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