Dejá Vu
I was walking down a dimly lit hallway. I slowly turned the knob on the door ahead. As I entered the room brilliant lights blinded me. I heard a scream. I turned. Standing in the doorway was a man. He was holding a sword. He charged, the sword poised to attack. Then I woke up.
I was scared. I couldn't remember the dream but I was scared anyway. I decided to go downstairs and watch t.v. for a while.
I was watching a movie called "The Dungeon." It was about a prince trapped in the dungeon of an evil king. Right now, the prince was looking for the level that would make the drawbridge go down. The prince was walking down a dimly lit hallway. He slowly turned the knob on the door ahead. As he entered the room brilliant lights blinded him. He heard a scream. He turned. Standing in the doorway was the evil king. He was holding a sword. He charged, the sword poised to attack. Suddenly, as the prince's body slumped to the floor and his head rolled away, I screamed. I screamed because I remembered. I remembered the dream!
I decided to take a walk to clear my head. I went around the neighborhood a few times then went back home. I went in and started up the stairs. Then I got to the top. I was walking down a dimly lit hallway towards my room. I slowly turned the knob on the door ahead. As I entered my room brilliant lights blinded me. I heard my mom scream. I turned. Standing in the doorway was my dad. He was holding a sword. He charged, the sword poised to attack. Suddenly, as my body slumped to the floor and my head rolled away, someone screamed...
and thus ends that epic tale. yay! it's a shame you all can't see the illustrations too. i've really never been able to figure out how to properly draw people. their faces always look like lizards or chipmunks or something
