Lost in a Dream
Imagine a sunset.
The sun slowly drifting down the mountain's slope.
Shining in the small, peaceful lakes around the calm plateau.
Now watch it burn.
Watch your world of love and beauty die beneath your feet.
Watch it crumble, see your people depressed, angry and lonely.
Now look at how it started…
"I don't know that it is Jordan", I complain. "I try to be nice to everyone, but I just seem to push them away. Jordan gives me a confused look "Maybe they don't know you well enough? Oop, this is my street…will chat later?". "Sure", I reply miserably and walk on.
Jordan knows me too well. She's always got my back and will never let me down. She knows what to say when I'm sad or grumpy and will defend me.
No matter what.
I guess having one Friend is better than none.
After a while of walking and the occasional chatting to myself, a white limo pulls up next to the pavement. A big man in a beige suit rolls down his window.
"You seem a lil' lost hon… Need a lift?"
I was going to politely refuse but before I could open my mouth two men barricade my path.
I spin around puzzled, but in that millisecond of a second,
I'm knocked out.