{"id":192,"date":"2019-11-27T13:58:29","date_gmt":"2019-11-27T13:58:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/?p=192"},"modified":"2019-11-27T13:58:29","modified_gmt":"2019-11-27T13:58:29","slug":"writers-journal-39-sweet-and-sour-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/2019\/11\/27\/writers-journal-39-sweet-and-sour-dreams\/","title":{"rendered":"Writers&#8217; Journal #39 &#8211; Sweet and Sour Dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It was a night I would never forget. I wasn&#8217;t sure I was dreaming or awake all through out the night. Or I was at home or some other place. It was definitely full of sweet and sour dreams.<\/p>\n<p>But lets start from the beginning , shall we?<\/p>\n<p>I remembered distinctly that I missed my bus home from school. I said I remembered because I was being asked to stay slightly later for a talk with my home teacher. Clearly , my grades weren&#8217;t up to her expectations. I had just joined the magic club at school a semester ago and it had obviously distracted me from the studies.<\/p>\n<p>So I was late for the bus and moon could barely be seen from my room&#8217;s windows when I reached home. I took a quick shower and even quicker dinner before watching my favorite anime show. When the show was over , I realized it was near to my bed time and no time left to do the homework for the day. I decided to go straight to the bed and set my clock for early morning alarm.<\/p>\n<p>That was when my problems started. It might have been the undigested food , or perhaps the cola drink I had when I was watching the anime show but I couldn&#8217;t sleep for a long time. I was turning left and right and then found myself staring at the ceiling.<\/p>\n<p>Then I saw a lizard running across the ceiling and half-way to the other side of the wall , it stopped. It turned it&#8217;s head , stared at me and it spoke!<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Hello friend! How do you do? Can&#8217;t sleep yeah?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It freaked me out so much that I quickly got up from the bed and ran towards the study room. I switched on the lights and then looked for my recorder. Grabbed the recorder and then returned to the bedroom and scanned the ceiling for the talking lizard.\u00a0 But I couldn&#8217;t find it at all four corners and even under the bed. The I heard the door knocked and I woke up in sweat.<\/p>\n<p>So it was a dream after all! Phew!<\/p>\n<p>So i went back to turning and tossing for a while before I had the urge to go to the toilet. I got up from the bed and walked across the corridor towards the toilet when I saw the lights in the study room! Wasn&#8217;t I dreaming when I went there to grabbed the recorder? So I wasn&#8217;t dreaming then what about at that moment?<\/p>\n<p>I was asking myself when I was saved by the alarm bell!<\/p>\n<p>The End<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was a night I would never forget. I wasn&#8217;t sure I was dreaming or awake all through out the night. Or I was at home or some other place. It was definitely full of sweet and sour dreams. But lets start from the beginning , shall we? I remembered distinctly that I missed my&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[19,1],"tags":[73],"class_list":["post-192","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction","category-writers-journal","tag-dream"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/192","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=192"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/192\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":193,"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/192\/revisions\/193"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=192"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=192"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writersjournal.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=192"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}