Last night, I dreamt I was on a school bus kind of bus, and the driver wasn’t watching the road, which was narrow. He turned around to us and I saw that the bus was veering off the road. I yelled at him and he turned back around but it was too late: the bus fell off the road and started to plummet. Everything went slow as I realized I was going to die on that was when it crashed on a highway below.
It’s a strange feeling, bracing yourself as you’re free falling and knowing that your death is imminent.
I survived by jumping up at the last second before the bus hit the concrete, thus avoiding the crash, but I was injured and bloody nonetheless. Hmmmm
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