Droplets of blood were now streaking my face, finding the golden ground within seconds. The golden plants on my feet not only changed its golden color to blood red. But it was changing its form too. It went from gold to dark grey, it was changing to cement or some kind of rock. But then I made a mistake, I, Looked,Up. Chains, what I thought to be rusty chains were not just rusted, but covered in blood. Then I saw it, the thing on the chains. It was me, there were tears running down my face. Pure water tears. I woke up shaking and crying, but was glad to find out they were normal tears. I was home, no one else was on the bus. Just me, this however was normal. I was always the last off. I threw my hood over my face, covering the tears, and walked up my driveway.
