Blog 5- The Dream

Melanie walked down the street listening to the outside world. She crossed the street and sat down at a bus stop. She looked around; a small child was helping his mother bring in groceries. Another child was sitting on the curb quietly; she looked confused, sad or maybe even angry. The girl was holding something close and cried. Then the girl’s mother came out and comforted her. Looking up you would see clouds forming and small drops coming down. The rain splattered on the ground, nobody bothered getting an umbrella; they just let the rain come and soak them. Fog started to roll in, Melanie seemed to hear music as did everyone else. It was here favorite song “Here comes the sun,” the bus came and she got on. Then everything went black as her alarm clock went off.