{"id":5102,"date":"2016-08-17T02:47:53","date_gmt":"2016-08-17T02:47:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/?p=5102"},"modified":"2016-08-17T02:47:53","modified_gmt":"2016-08-17T02:47:53","slug":"was-it-a-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/archives\/5102","title":{"rendered":"Was it a dream"},"content":{"rendered":"

Was it a dream?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 1D Yip Tin Lam Jora<\/strong><\/p>\n

One night, I was awakened by the sound of distant thunder. As I opened my eyes, I found that I was inside an old wooden hut which was not my house, and I couldn\u2019t remember who I was. I barely walked towards a big mirror, and I was shocked.<\/p>\n

I was a 55-year-old man. I had wrinkles on my brown skin and a terrifying-look scar on my face. I looked messy with an old coat on, but my blood-shot eyes looked furious.<\/p>\n

Soon I realized that I couldn\u2019t control my body, which meant I could only think, but my mouth, my arms, and every single body part of mine weren\u2019t under control. Instead, I had a feeling of anger growing fiercely and rolling deeply in my heart, and I thought that was the thing which controlled me.<\/p>\n

I felt myself trudge downstairs and keep on murmuring a girl\u2019s name, \u2018Viola, Viola Brown\u2026\u2019 But obviously, I still didn\u2019t know who Viola was. However, I felt from the deep voice I made that something bad was going to happen to this poor lady.<\/p>\n

As I walked next to an oak wood table, I stared at a picture of mine with a pretty blue-eyed lady. \u2018She was Viola, I suppose.\u2019 I thought to myself, but then I found that I tore that picture into small pieces. \u2018Who am I? Who is controlling me? What am I going to do?\u2019 I was just so scared and I screamed, \u2018No, stop it!\u2019 But my right hand took a sharp silver knife which was stuck on the table and a black car key. \u2018Oh God, I can feel that can\u2019t be good.\u2019 I gave up after some great, loud screaming, and then I drove the car.<\/p>\n

I went in an old-school car, and drove into a dark forest called \u2018Phantom Land\u2019. My face looked cunning and I suddenly heard a terrifying laugh made by me. Until now, I didn\u2019t remember a thing, like my name and where I was meant to go. Who was I?<\/p>\n

After ten minutes, it would be 12 o\u2019 clock. I remembered something suddenly. When I was young, I had dreamt of a wolf on a cliff. And the next day, at 12 o\u2019 clock \u00a0midnight, I did see a wolf on a cliff, howling loudly. After a while, I stopped my car in front of a brick house. I felt the anger growing stronger, like it was going to get out of my body and burn everything down. I was slightly frightened, but somehow I still stepped backwards, and crashed the door by a rush-kick with no reason.<\/p>\n

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I heard her screaming at a great, high pitch. I awoke.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Was it a dream?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 1D Yip Tin Lam Jor<\/strong>One night, I was awakened by the sound of distant thunder. As I opened my eyes, I found that I was inside an old wooden hut which was not my house, and I couldn\u2019t remember who I was. I barely walked towards a big mirror, and I was.........Read More<\/a>","protected":false},"author":122,"featured_media":8474,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5102","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","language-en","classlevel-s1","schoolyear-38"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5102","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/122"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5102"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5102\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5103,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5102\/revisions\/5103"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/8474"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5102"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5102"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carmelss.edu.hk\/buddingwriters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5102"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}