Wealthy

I had a dream last night that the end of the world was here. Jobs took finger prints of their employees making their fingers grow longer and longer. Like claws. Their hands where all bloody because of the abnormal growth. Their bosses would get angry at them for not working fast enough or getting blood on things. The employees argued “LOOK WHAT YOU GUYS ARE DOING TO US”.

People where parting ways to feen for themselves. And the wealthy all rode mini vans! The wealthy went looking around for family members lost in drugs or that had ran away.

Animals where killed in the sense that cats and dogs where not allowed as pets because they took space, food and water that the humans needed. So whenever officials found these animals, their heads where cut off.

IT FELT LIKE A MOVIE!!! When I told Joe about it I started to cry. It was so sad to see people parting ways. They thought they had more chances of survival. But the wealthy figured it out! The only way to survive was to care for one another. The more people thought they where better off alone. The faster they died!

On another note 📝

On another note 📝

Being creative is turning your fears and even angers into magical little creations ♥️🙏🏼

Being creative is turning your fears and even angers into magical little creations ♥️🙏🏼