Alan Walker

A Dream

" Come on Alan, get out of room and come out the eat. Dinner is ready" Jenny said yelling down stairs.

"Coming!" as I get of my computer and start heading down stairs.

"Oh, tell your father that dinner is ready." she says as I was about to sit in the dinning room. " He's in the garage cleaning stuffs out."

"Okay" I start to head outside and see my Dad almost done cleaning the garage.

"Hey son" he said, surprised to see me while cleaning the top shelf with tools scattered everywhere. 

"What are you doing out here, I thought you were still making that song of yours?"

"I was" I told him "But mom called me and told me to tell you that dinner is ready."

"Oh, great" he said as he's coming down from the from the ladder he was on. "Will go in their in just a minute...Oh that reminds me, since your here can you help me take out these boxes to the front yard, garbage truck is going to be here tomorrow"

"Sure" I said

I started to help him out with the boxes he was talking about.

Right when I was about to set the first one in the front yard, I felt a gust of wind push hard against my face, which was very cold since it was the first week of fall.

"ugh, its cold out here" saying it while heading back to get the last one in the garage.

"Yes it is, and it will be for to months" He says laughing, and I started to laugh with him.

When I put the last box with the other ones I heard my mom calling us from the house. " Frank, Alan the food is about to get cold."

"Were coming inside now honey." he said to her as we walk towards the house.

Once we were inside I sat beside with my mom and dad who were ready to eat .

Just when we were about to take the first bite of my food...I find myself laying on the floor in my black clothes in any old crumbling building.

"Damn it" I told myself.

"it was just a dream" I said " That happened 12 months ago"

"Before everything fell apart...Everything changed after that."