Hmmm. Yum.... doughnuts. Doughnuts filled with sweet buttercream and lashings of ruby-red strawberry jam oozing from the sugary top...
With a start, I wake up from the dream, my stomach growling. Why did my dream have to be interrupted right at the best part? I was just as I was about to take a bite of a giant flying jam doughnut as big as my head, after a dizzying adventure chasing it ravenously from rooftop to rooftop, like some sort of wild animal scenting its prey.
My stomach growls again at the thought of the amazing dream doughnut.
I wish I could fall back to sleep and pick up right where I left off...
I guess it makes sense that I'm hungry - I didn't eat after school, plus I skipped dinner. I fell asleep in the late afternoon, passing out on my bed in a fit of tears after stormi
