Realistic Dream

It's a Friday night, cold, dark and creepy, and I decide it's a perfect time to see the scariest movie that is playing there. As I'm on my way there, it starts to rain. First, the raindrops are only a steady beat, then the rain pounds hard and fast on the sidewalk, making it hard to hear and see what is going on.1

Finally, I'm in the theatre, and the movie is starting to get scary. Sweat is dribbling on my forehead, I can smell the sourness of everyone's breath in the theatre, I can taste the sourness of my own mouth, and my hands are cold and clammy. Just when I feel like I can't take it anymore, I let out a scream, and the movie pauses for a few seconds. To my horror, the main charcters who are in the movie are no longer there, but they have come out of the screen and are in the theatre now, killing random people. I try to let out a scream, but it doesn't come out, a stammer is all that escapes my lips.2

As I realize that I could be next to be killed, I run out of the theatre, alert the manager there, and I run, I run until I reach my house, I run inside and lock the door, and I slowly start to breathe normally again. Then I realize I'm really tired out, so I fall asleep. A few moments later, I wake up and realize that I was sleeping the whole time and that the whole experience at the movies was only a dream and really didn't happen, what a relief!3