*SHORT STORY* continued...
Again I woke up in the dream. "How did I know this is a dream?", you ask. It's because I can see the same white ceiling above me. One might think I woke up in a hospital, but this is simply a small room. Everything is painted in white. No decorations, not even a single picture is hanged on the wall. The living conditions seem to just sufficient enough for survival. And surely I would not live in such a manner. So, I'm sure this is just my dream.
