The Martian 

My dream was rAther frightening. It’s not very often I remember my dreams. I was at the zoo with my family. I remember parking my silver car in the bay, reversed parking. It was a strange car park as all the bay parks were like a star shape car park. Not like the normal ordinary horizontal way, linear parking bays. My car was parked at one angle, my sister parked hers and my father parked his and so on. It was in a star shape. So my sisters rear of her car was parked near the front of mine at an angle. At the zoo, it was crowded and we went to visit the monkey ape section as I love monkeys. There was an intelligent section of the ape part. There was a man showing the intelligant but also dangerous monkeys. The zoo keeper told us not to go over the line and not to go near the caged fences. One of the monkeys managed to rip open the fence, pop it’s head out the fence. Both of his hands were gripped on to the fence. His face grinning, eyes was glaring at me. Like it had chosen me. I felt cold prickles run down my back. Some how leaped out and fell to my arms. It immediately got clingy on me. Immediately thought I was its mother. It was cute. I stroked it’s head and cooed and cradled it like a baby. The monkey liked it and held on to me and snuggled it’s head in to my bosom. It reminded me of a psychology case where chicks imprinted on gloves and human beings thinking the human is their mother. As you can see a very dangerous situation. The zoo keepers had to remove me from the area and isolate me from my family. I remember leaving my family behind. Dad told me they will be ok. Mum beckoned me to go. I felt sad leaving them. You could see the intelligent monkey was getting agitated and furious as it wanted me. It was scary. The monkeys eyes were a bright yellow. It was a small skinny brown monkey with a cuppacino brown face. I was then away from the zoo to a helicopter bay on top of a building. A man handed me an orange bag and told the pilot to take me away. In the helicopter there was other five people. They looked like scientists or people of intelligence wearing white robes, doctors in the blue scrubs. In loose pyjamas. I glanced back at the mAn who handed me my orange bag and in my distress I uttered, ‘please look after my family’. The helicopter lift off and began to swept away. The man began very small. From the helicopter I could see everyone belo us, the people looked like ants. The animals looked like toys. The monkeys had taken over the whole zoo. You could hear screaming and shrieking. I was screAming. Calling out my for my mum and dad. The doctor held me down from jumping out of the aircraft. I watched as everyone die, all the people being attacked my these aggressive monkeys. The monkeys were hooting and shrieking in anger. Suddenly from the sky, the clouds opened and these illuminous blue undentified flying objects came crashing into earths surface. Crashing into buildings, crashing and killing people. Fire flames everywhere. I could feel the heat burning in our faces. My family was down there and I was crying and screaming. My orange rucksack contained precious and valuable things of my family. It was like someone knew this would happen. The helicopter people saved me because the intelligent baby monkey imprinted on me and it became a risk. A major risk. The helicopter suddenly transformed into a space ship and we flew higher and higher out of earths atmosphere into space. My clothing changed into astranauts outfits and I some how managed to break free from where I was sitting in. I jumped and landed crouched down in a new set of clothing, in Star Trek with the vulcran and his girlfriend. They were shocked to see me. ‘Where did you come from?’ They asked me. I showed them a knife, a strange defence weapon in my hand, “show me your captain”. They did. I asked thoroughly what was the situation of earth?’ The captain said he had news that a space pirate had escaped.’ Indicating me. ‘Earth the had been take over by speaking alien apes.’ My body froze and I was terrified. 

Then I woke up. 

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