There is a city of glass filled with silence.
It was night time on my driveway. My mum is watering plants and my dad is in the car with me. I say "Nah, this isn't a dream." My dad says "How do you know? It could be," "No its not," and I think about how you know when you're awake when you really are awake. Then police come up our driveway and say some things to us like we were in trouble. End
Updated 09-24-2010 at 01:09 AM by 34314