The Mirror Coal

The Dream

   What in the world? How did I get here? Hmmm . . . hopefully there will be chocolate trees, raining money or even a celebrity. I walked around, confused where I was. This place seems like a Taylor Swift song. I got a blank space baby, and I'll write your name. Wait? Why am I singing this, lol? Whatever, Taylor is MOM and her lyrics are amazing. I should be a proud Swiftie but society doesn't like it . . . whatever. Suddenly, a mysterious object zoomed around me. Hold up. Santa???? What? Oh by the way are you racist because it seemed like you gave presents to every white kid in the neighborhood and not me. Hmmm.. is it because I'm asian?
"Shut up kid and follow me," said Santa. Risking my life, I followed Santa. My whole body lost control and gravity took over. WOAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! My intestines twisted as I slid down a gigantic tunnel. My booty landed hard on the wooden floor and I farted loudly. I couldn't really smell it but wait? What's that familiar, satisfying smell? Is that cookies I smell? Mom? Mom! Can you hear me! She didn't respond and continued piping icing onto the freshly baked gingerbread cookies that have cooled down. Santa!!! Can you hear me?! Ugh, the fat, old man needs to stop being so rude and obnoxious.
"Ho Ho Ho. Watch your words kid. A very not Merry Christmas to you Mr. Higa. Check your stocking," said Santa with a smirk on his face.
Whatever. I walked to the fireplace and check my stocking. How? What!!!! Santa this can't be how?! I can't believe I got a lump of coal and what is this? Some screwdriver or something? I grabbed the lump of coal and tried to throw it at his fat belly, but somehow everything surrounding me started to fade away. I was back at the blank space again. A mirror floated above me and also that stupid lump of coal.
"I fart you Ryan."
   WHAT? Who said that? Answer me! Help!!!
I woke up to my alarming ringing and my heart beating fast and sweat dripping on to my hand. What a crazy dream.
"Ryan, hurry up. Today's your first day of school," said Mom.
   " Okay," I replied. I hesitated to get off my bed but eventually I did. As I was putting all my school supplies in my backpack, I kept thinking about the weird dream. Maybe I was listening to Taylor Swift too much yesterday or maybe I had too many burritos? Who knows?

I will edit this later and sorry for any grammar mistakes or spelling mistakes. 😓 Hope you liked it. :)