I brought a friend to a family dinner which, to our amusement, everyone thought to be a significant other. We took our seat somewhat close to the door as we were a tad late and began to eat. However, the two of us were leaving early due to unforeseen circumstances which prompted my grandmother to ask where we were going. My family bode us farewell at the door while my grandmother looked at my coat which she was holding and said that it was much too long and old fashioned.

My mom was deciding with my brother and his wife where we should have dinner. My mother suggested, “we should go to Mary’s(ice cream) after dinner” to which the other two simultaneously responded that it closed at 5. My mom made a disappointed sound and suggested we should then get frozen yoghurt instead.

I was in front of my dad’s computer in the middle of the night. I watched as the mouse on the screen moved on its own, most probably due to some kind of hacker activity. After a while, the browser on the screen (Firefox) blacked out and stopped responding.

I was going to pickup my clothes from a friend’s second residence. After getting out of the car, the doorway seemed strangely familiar. In fact, it looked like the other end of the house I had just left. “Isn’t this the same place? Why did we need to drive?” I asked. “Oh, no it’s a different house. They’re just identical” came the reply.

I was walking with my family across the road to look at a hydroelectric power plant. We encountered some cracked pipes that were crusted with salt from the sea. When we went in someone came and reported about their current inefficiencies and their new plans for renovation.

The two of us were walking side by side through the airport in the most unnatural manner. I knew that something was about to happen but I couldn’t be sure what it was. I was tasked with watching over this person who was a friend at one point. After a split second of letting down my guard, he grabbed my arm and took out a needle in an attempt to inject me with a yellow fluid. I supposed that it was too late anyways but partway through our struggle I took out the needle and emptied out the rest of the liquid left onto the floor and threw it aside.

It was nearly 9 AM and I was going to be late for school. I looked at the clock that reported to be 3 o’ clock which I knew instinctively was wrong. There was also an exchange student in our house which made the situation a bit more stressful. I picked up a bag full of toast before running out of the house.

My family and I were running through the subway station on the way to our vacation. The underground walkways were filled with skeletons which we tried to avoid. We were the only living beings down there.

I was planning to sleep soon but I was looking at the things that were set on the bathroom counter by the sink. I was thinking about what I was going to do the next day. “It’s not an everyday X” resonated in my head.

A necklace made out of resistors was on the table along with a rainbow beaded bracelet.