I wake up again, and I know it wasn't the reality. I was in the space like before. But this time all by myself. It was only me, and the view. It was my hometown. The same grey view, and the junk was red. It glowed like a spotlamp in the wall. In a second, the view changed again. It was the capital city this time. The Grey view and the red glowing junk didn't changed. But smog in the air was green, and heavy. It made me cough again. Then I saw the whole continent. It still had the Grey, red and green colors everywhere. Then, the Earth. It's beauty colors changed to green and red. Only the water looked grey in really small dots. The pollution and the junk took the control in the world. I looked around. The stars looked less shinier. Then a noise. A bell was ringing, but with a really higher power. I tried to cover up my ears, but I still heard it. I woke up. It was the end of the class, and I were sleeping for half a hour. The movie what the teacher turned on made me sleep, and everything I heard was in that dream. I looked at my friend, and she was smiling at me. At least I can feel alive after all. These things happened weeks ago. I wrote down the true story of going back to the present from the past and future.

The end