Candy Bar

Buncha Crunch

Waking up, and realizing. You're in a world preventing you from diets, The Candy Bar. It's not only JUST a dream, But i dream of it every night, Each time i'm there it feels real, It's all confusing but i go on with it.

"Ahh! You're back again at the Candy bar, Are you Anne?" The regular Bar seller says smiling, I greet him with a happy wave and roam around "We have our new product! I tried it, and might i say it was delicious!" He says and i smile, "How much?" I ask and he shows the prize which is only 20€. Can you believe it? As i went to grab it, I woke up.

"Anne! You're gonna be late for school!" My mom says. I'd hate to admit it, But i'm kinda sad that ended, I'd rather dream of candy bar, Then go to school. But i'm fine with it.

In school..

"Hey, Anne. Have you been going to the candy bar lately?" Did i forget to mention? In the candy bar, In my dream is real, But the seller guy is different, In my dream he's a wonderful and friendly old man, But here, She's a grumpy old woman. "Let me guess, Buncha Crunch?" I asks and she nods it's never surprised me that my dream is somewhat connecting in real life, It's been a week since this was happening, And it hasn't bothered me yet.

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Before i went to bed, I placed my Buncha Crunch on the table, which i bought earlier after school, Now i'm ready to plunge back into my dream state, And back to candy bar.

"Hey, Honey would you get us some change for little Anne?" Before i could notice who he was calling there she was, Sally, The candy seller in the real world, Is here. In my dream. "Oh, Hello there young lady." she says as she smiles at me. "No way." I say in disbelief.