One night I had a dream
I was late to getting a meeting place
So, I am in a car on the road
Out of the road
Came roadblocks
Right out of the road
Kept popping up
Blocking all access to the lane
I did not want to be late
Kept trying to get past them
But barely seemed to get away
Well after many adventures
I finally made it
Passed all the roadblocks
To the place where I was supposed to be
The place had no in you see
So, I tried my best to find out what happened
Eventually, everyone came out
I was hoping that it was just a test
And I made the team I wanted in the end
Just a weird dream in the end
About the Creator
Sarah Danaher
I enjoy writing for fun. I like to write for several genres including fantasy, poetry, and dystopian, but I am open to trying other genres too. It has been a source of stress relief from my busy life.
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Most people talk about things that bother them as a way to vent their emotions, another way is through writing. As I sit writing in my car, I ponder how much writing, in itself, has helped me become the person I am today. I have endless amounts of pages filled with poems, stories, and sometimes random blurbs. Writing is a window into your soul. The simple action of writing has benefited me; by helping me to achieve a better memory, helping me to learn and grow intellectually, and helping me to communicate my emotions.
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