amarianita

I'm in a room completely white. I'm waiting for I don't know what.
Suddenly a wall start to tremble as something wanted to come out of it.
And in fact, a cannonball is shot against the other wall.
But the ball is simply ink and when it smashes the wall it starts to write and draws things.
They are comics, but about my past life.
It's funny see everything like a cartoon.
Ink cannonball are shot from a wall to another for a big while, and a lot of scenes come out.
I like it, but at once my bf came in the room, just in time to see a comics relating to him, saying he must leave in a few minutes to go and serve in army.
He prepares some jeans, asking me to sew together some of them.
Then he looks at me with a sad and resigned smile and touches my face as I start to cry... and wake up.