My Dream Book

November 22

   Ok so I don't know who this Tar guy is. Actually, I don't even know anyone in this dream lol.

  My phone rang. It was my friend, Tar. I answered it. "Hey man, you wanna go sky walking with us?" I thought about it for a bit, and replied, "Yeah, why not? Where to?" "You see that crane down by the beach?" I look out my window. "Dude, are you fucking kidding me?!" "Nope. Meet you there in ten minutes. Don't bitch out, man." He hung up. I shook my head, smiling. "The fuck, Tar."

     I met up with Tar at the crane, and a bunch of other kids who wanted to come along too. Tar announces, "Alright, now that everyone's here, lets get started.Hoods up." We all flip our hoodies over our heads, and we approach the crane. 

     Tar asks, "Roger, wanna lead?" I reply, "Don't bitch out man!" I jump to the first bar, and start the ascend. Everyone follows my lead. We make it to the top in about twenty minutes, Tar bringing up the rear. He calls out, "Everyone up?" Various murmurs of 'yes'. "Good. Lets go." I slowly lower myself from my perch. I reach for a pole, and now, I'm holding onto a pole, three hundred meters off the ground. Still hanging, I say, "Tar, you're up? In a few seconds, I see him a few feet away, hanging on a pole. Then everyone else follows suit. I let go of the pole with one hand, and grab a GoPro from my pocket, turn it on, and start recording myself, and the rest. after five minutes, I look over to Tar. "How you holding up?" He replies. "Pretty good actually!" "Good enough to copy me?" He shrugs. "Go for it." 

     I pull myself back up, into a planche. He copies me. "Pretty good, Tar. Your turn." We rest for a little, and he thinks for a bit. Then, he goes back down to hang with one hand, and starts doing pull-ups. "Dude, you're fucking insane." "I know." I lower myself down, and copy him. Suddenly, I hear, "Peace out guys..." from behind. I twist around, on time to see a kid, Daniel, release his grip on his own pole. "DANIEL WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" In the air, he salutes to me with a smile. He falls, three hundred meters to the ground below. We all hung there, and watched. He hit the ground, and I heard a scream. After a moment of silence for our fallen skywalker, I say, "Alright guys, we're done. lets go..." I tuck the GoPro away, and lache to the bar in front. But I misjudged how far away it was. I barely grabbed on, and my fingers started slipping. One hand hanging, I took the GoPro out of my pocket with the other, one, and tossed it to the platform, in front of Tar. He looks down at it, then behind him, to me. His eyes widen. "Sky's the limit, bro." I say, and my grip slips. I salute with a smile as well, and fall. 

     I wake up.