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A surreal dream

I have always had a dream that my parents left me from the world, though I wish to dream either than the death of my parents. No matter how many times I changed it with my imagination, it'll never happen, was I unmotivated in life? I feel so lazy and exhausted all the time in both nights and days; when was the last time I went out to have fun and all? Or eating delicious food that's out of my budget? I remember I have unfinished assignments to do; they say it's for working experience, I doubt that's for that, and studying is hard when you have to wake up early on the day between 7:30 to 3:55. What can I do? The motto in this country is to 'work hard'.

Yet, for the first time in my teenage life, I dreamed of something weird. A dream that has the strangest luxury as I rolled my eyes around to every grand interior, laying comfortably in the cozy sheets and soft pillows that fit my head so perfectly I couldn't dare go down.

This... It is such a glamorous room! Which I don't quite like to say the least, fancy rooms and decorations that are over my budget are scary! I mean, why am I dreaming such a magnificent wealth! I stood from the bed and let my bare feet touch the ground, cold and smooth marble tiles that tickled his feet, can dreams be able to have some sort of temperature sensory? Why can't I dream where I sleep among the clouds of fluffiness!

He then glanced at the drawer that was beside the bed and grabbed the firm candle holder, seeing no spots of residue or black taints. "... Ha, this dream is so real...? Do dreams have sensors? Since this is his first time dreaming that's besides seeing his parents' death.

Then again, he'll rather dream about p@kemon and food. He still needs to capture twelve B@izul or requested 5"8 B@izul he has yet to capture, so how can he wake up? He has to finish assignments also, why is his schedule so messed up? He should buy a planner, no wait... He already has one, he needs to remind himself and start making proper schedule templates. He would like to complain he has to wake up early yet go home so late when classes are done. Life is so unfair!

He goes back to the comfortable sheets and laid snugly within. He felt his eyes gradually become heavy and shut his eyes as his thoughts gradually cessed. 

If he falls asleep, he could forget this place ever existed and it is just an usual 'dream thing'. Though, it's a bit upsetting he could dream like this once, afterwards it'll go back dreaming of his parents. It's unaidable to try and escape away from the constant nightmare.

He snored in peace, unaware of a person standing outside the room with anxiety upon their face, "master, are you awake sire? Master!"