A few years back I dreamed the end of the world. It was one of those end-of-the-worlds where everyone knew it was happening and at what time.
The world was going to end at 4 in the morning. I spent my last day with my family then I went to Wellington Girls' College where my friends were having a big party. It must have been an alumni thing because there were heaps of people there, like new year's eve in Civic Square or something.
There was a huge brightly lit clock hanging off Tower block and everyone was facing it and dancing and hugging and crying and laughing. I looked up at one point and saw the moon. It was hanging very low, close in the sky and it was tarnished gold coloured with a big crack down it. That was the only part of the dream that scared me. Seeing that crack in the moon was freaky.
As it got closer to 4am I left and went on a boat with my parents. We sailed over a hill and onto the harbour. The harbour was flat and calm and Eastbourne has disappeared. We sailed off into the nothingness of the flat calm sea.
Posted by jenni at May 14, 2004 12:14 PM