If I had known that the world I draw would come true the next day, I would have done other things to better remember my old life. I opened my eyes to a cold and dark day. It was seven o’clock and I awoke to the sound of my fearful dream. Even the sun did not show its face. But the crown of the night still stood in the sky. I left my cozy bed involuntarily. I started getting ready for work. I had to leave the house in half an hour.
I was still sleepy. Until the cold wind hits my face. I just walked out the door of the house. Cold weather. The faster I moved, the harder it hit me in the face. I arrived at the subway gate. I went in and it was also on the subway. I just went and sat in a corner. And I had twenty-seven stops to cross. I leaned my head on a piece of iron, I covered my hood and put on my headphones and cut off my connection with the outside world. At that time I had fallen asleep. Then suddenly I woke up .
Then the sounds started coming, I was startled and heard the sound of a stop. I opened my eyes, got up and go outside. Then I was in a blank space wit a single door. The door was half open with warm light and peaceful bird sounds coming from inside. Curious, I touched the door. And I opened it a little more and took a step inside. Still the same me, same clothes but a sunny plain with a something cubic in the middle of it . The suffocating gloom of the air was gone, and instead, the sun, creating an involuntary smile on his face, greeted me. I couldn’t understand. I started to walk to the cubic thing and saw a door . I opened it and entered .It looked like my dream company building that I drew to have be when I was little . But it was gothic. I drew to have be when I was little.
My name was echoing in my ear. A few people from behind: “Welcome, Mr. Doruk”. he was calling me. I was looking around in amazement. A beautiful woman in a formal business suit came up to me. She said, “I will accompany you.” we started to walk together , “Your room is this way, but would you like to stop by before you go to your room?” she said, “Do you have any request from me? Since I don’t know where my room is, will you come with me to my room?” I asked, “of course, sir” said woman , and we walked with me. Even the door was just my taste . On the lavish table inside, “ATA DORUK TİRYAKİ” was written in huge letters. I had pictures of my family my stepbrother (Bartu) and myself on my desk. Everything in the room was my taste. Then I started to make sense of it. I started to live my dream that I had when I fell asleep. I never drew something after that day . So you ask, how ,is this possible? I have no idea but to say Allah knows .