I know that this dream may sound silly and childish. Nevertheless, this dream is not possible in a time like now. When humans are almost extinct and werewolves rule everything. I carefully take my guitar out of the box. It was light brown with dark red ornaments in the middle that formed a circle. My fingers gently traced the strings of the guitar and a soft melody filled the kitchen. I carefully put the guitar to one side and fell into my parents' arms. I know I may not have the chance to learn to play the guitar tomorrow, but it is a small part of my dream.
The rest of the day was quiet. We spent most of it around the living room table playing board games and joking around. It was good to spend time with the people closest to me. Finally, the last game we had agreed on came to an end.
