I was in a white room, with all my loved ones at the far end. My friends were to the right, and my enemies to the left. All their faces seemed emotionless, and there was a sense of helplessness in the air. But the more I began to examine the room; I realized that the walls weren’t walls. Just barriers made out of a fog-like haze. When I looked up, instead of a ceiling, I saw the most dazzling light I have ever seen. I then looked down and saw that my family was now gone. Then so were my friends, then my enemies. I blinked and every single person was gone. Except me. Everyone had vanished right before my very eyes. The light then became brighter and brighter. And as I turned back to the light, I started asking why they had to leave. I then felt the terror seep into my brain and I felt loneliness rise up like a wave. I was alone in that room. No where to go, no one to turn to. As I turned to the sky for one final time, I saw. I realized.
That’s when I woke up. It was only a dream.