Quake

They say there are different types of dreamers. There are lucid dreamers, they can have full control of what happens in their dreams. Next, there are vivid dreamers. They are already aware that they are dreaming but they also can recall every single moment and every detail in their dream. I myself am a vivid dreamer. I realized that after the past few rememberable dreams I have had recently. The one I'm about to tell is about how I almost fell off a building.

It was a casual day. The sun was beaming high in the bright blue sky that had very few clouds. I was out walking my dog and I ran into an old friend from middle school named Brandon. "Hey, how have you been? It's been years since high school." I asked. "I've been good. Just livin' life wild and free". He replied. We then began walking my dog together and continued our talk.

Suddenly, the earth started to quake and the sidewalks and buildings started to shake and rise to the sky. Skye, Brandon, and I ended up getting launched to the Skye and we landed on a building. I remember getting up and feeling like I tripped and fell and my body was in minor pain from the impact. So then I saw Brand was getting up, his hair and his clothes were covered in dust and powder from the building we were on. We then saw how high we were where it looked like we were 20 floors high above the ground and we decided not to jump because we do not want to die and we chose to wait for a rescue team to get us.

Hours have passed and Brandon and I have been talking while taking the time. On the spur of the moment, the earth quaked again. the building shook and trembled. I slipped and fell on my chest and started sliding to where I was hanging on for dear life on the edge of the building. Brandon panicked and tried to help me while making sure Skye didn't get close to the edge. Finally, I used all of my upper body strength I possibly had and pulled myself up. As I was laying down from exhaustion from saving myself from falling, I was able to hear a helicopter coming from the distance coming closer to us.

That's when Brandon and I were trying to call the rescue copter to save us as we were jumping, waving our arms above our heads, and screaming, "Help!! Save us, Please!" The rescue copter finally arrived and got close enough to have us get inside the copter and took us to the closest hospital. Eventually, we got out of the hospital and saw a school was having a survivors dance and there was this stuck-up Latin dancer in a white and red dress. and suddenly my friend Haidi pushed the Latin dancer off the dance floor and stole the crowds' attention and everyone was cheering.