Reality in dreams.

 I have tried to make this ready on time because it's pertinent and should be served fresh...jokes apart.

Can I say that dreams are real? I wonder why I feel so, maybe because mine seems so real and it's really going on amongst us.

This day, Sunday 22th of June, 5:30 am. I have a dream.

Of course sometimes we dream dreams and everything in there seems so real so much that we don't remember that we are sleeping and what we're seeing is just a dream.

 In my dream I saw my old class mates.. yes from my alma mater and I will be mentioning their names in this narration.

I attended Apostolic Faith secondary school and over there we usually engaged in extra-curricular activities like debating, news broadcasting and singing, since it was a music school too. 

Engaging in a competition with other schools, going on an excursion and what have you. 

I'm particularly concerned with the latter. In my dream,we were in a classroom, Mid Town School apparently. 

We were discussing with each other as we would in the natural realm when an old man came in and announced that were going for an excursion. Normally we only go on an excursion after we have been informed by our principal,that.. we will be going on an excursion. But here, this unfamiliar old man walked in and passed us the information while we were in class preparing for our subject teacher.

As the manner students are, we were elated,so happy that some people were already outside waiting for the bus to arrive.

I was there too. Though over joyed I didn't wear clothes for excursion, I saw my self tying a material around my body. A friend Edidiong  was there with a sewn ankara dress's,it had flowering designs with a milky colour. I don't remember what Mfoniso wore but she was there chatting with a friend turned enemy.. enemies for the mean time maybe and I'm not saying her name.

The guys were there too, Uforo,Okoji I can recall their faces when they said "ahhhh you sef motor for leave you oo," because I arrived late for going in search of wears for the outing.

The old man was there shouting"if you're going for an excursion we leave in the next fifteen minutes!"

While we waited, I and Edidiong strolled out to a place rightly behind where the car was parked to rest a bit.

Suddenly she said "what if the bus is gone e go dey like rapture." We both laughed and started running out of the place but on getting to where the vehicle was parked,we couldn't find it. 

Mfoniso, Uforo and Okoji were with us. We were running down to the school premises which was already transformed a long warehouse with grasses sprouting out everywhere. What?

 Our eyes travelled through the hall way,blood splatter everywhere. We turned to look at each other in disbelief and confusion. 

Others were with us too. Outsiders who were also interested in going for an excursion. 

The remaining students were right at the gate when we saw a blood drenched average man coming out with a human head 😭😭😭

We screamed and started running for safety. I suddenly began to soar like a bird as I went above the house top,I saw eagles with very bright coloured eyes, bloody beaks and claws flying towards me to probably hijack me and deliver me to whoever it was behaeading the others, as I forcefully tried to push myself upwards, ...I'm awake on my bed now typing all I encountered. 6:10am

This is not written to paint or implicate any one.

 But I think It's an advice to us, whoever reads this. Be careful,sober and prayerful!

God bless Nigeria 🇳🇬✊🙏✍️

©️ Queensley Alfred