I remember waking up in a nightclub. Since I am very young, and I’ve never been to a club, let’s just say this one looked like the ones from the movies. The music was loud and I had a beer in my hand. I don’t like beer very much but this one tasted like a milkshake (or I was too drunk to tell the difference:/…). I find my sisters dancing with some weird guys and suddenly I get a text from my cousin- who’s in town- saying that she wants us to come over. I go up to my sisters and tell them that we need to go. The truth is that we didnt really need to go but those guys were starting to transform into giant sized beer bottles (then again, I was probably very drunk in my dream).
I grab my sisters and we get inside a limo that seems to stretch on forever. As we ride, my sisters and I drink an orange potion and suddenly become sober and our clothes changed into something more casual. The “car” stops and we get out. We go inside this cool building that looks like its from the 20’s. The concierge greets us and gives us presents, and all the men and women inside are dressed like people from the “Great Gatsby” movie. We ride up the elevator to a certain floor and when the door opens, my cousin is there waiting for us. We greet each other and she takes us to her penthouse. When we reach the door, someone opens it from the inside. And who better to open the door of your, apparently rich, cousin’s penthouse than Daniel Radcliffe. In real life, I would probably freak out and die of a heart attack, then I’d come back to life and die all over again. But since this was a dream (and a dream is a wish your heart makes), Daniel and I were very well acquainted (friends). So we hugged and I went in.
The penthouse was huge and was very well decorated. It had “huge” paintings and “huge” couches and all the other “huge” things you would find in a rich person’s house. All of us walked into a room that looked like a bar. There was a stage at the opposite end of us, and one of my sisters suggested that we play karaoke. In a casual way we all said Yes…in a singing voice…and in unison. We took turns singing songs like “Never gonna give you up” and “Bohemian Rhapsody”. At one point, my brother showed up and we sang “Stand by me”.
It ended there. I just hope that dreams really do come true.
– Lauren S.
This is a story about…me. After I fell into the deep abyss that most of us know as sleep I woke up in a new world. I was standing with two buddies, I knew who they were when I woke up but I couldn’t tell you who they were now so we can call them Jim and Ben. Jim was strong and Ben was big but pretty dumb. We walked in the clouds, literally, until we hit a staircase and start to descend into God’s green Earth.
I couldn’t tell you what happened between walking down from heaven and respawning in an octagon like those we see on TV when men in tights, that cover a whopping 1% of their body, fight to become the Ultimate Fighting Champion. It was Jim, Ben and I. Jim and I were going at it pretty hard. I’ve been taking some Brazilian Jiu Jitsu lately so I could hold my own. Ben just stood there like a giant statue refusing to move with the passing of time.
There was a lot of blood as Jim and I exchanged blows. Fists, elbows, kicks, we were both proud owners of a brand new deformed face painted with the most expensive color. Somehow Jim got me to the ground and had an upper hand then I looked at Ben and suddenly saw this fight scene from my own eyes. Turns out I was not the third man, I was not the man who was fighting Jim. Now I was inside Ben and I controlled his body. The third man that I presumed I was before will now be named Matt.
Standing in Ben’s huge body I felt a strength I hadn’t felt before in Matt’s body. Immediately I felt the need to help Matt so I pulled my arm back ready to deliver a powerful and unexpected blow. Then I looked into Matt’s eyes and I suddenly shifted into Matt’s body. Ben must have been confused and when he tried to pull his punch it ended up landing directly on me.
I used to run by the parks that were by the ocean, the parks, in turn were by the residential area. This is where I found myself running in my dreams. It was not a hot day or a cold day but I do know that I was late so I was running fast. I ran into a building that today is split up into a surf shop and a pizzeria.
When I walked in I noticed a dragon floating in the air, 6 feet from the sealing. It was a red stereotypical skinny chinese dragon from the stories. Some teenagers walked into the building with book bags and as they took them off they jumped up and flew twenty feet up and sat on the dragon. I looked up and saw these teenagers throwing paper airplanes and laughing. I jumped up and sat down behind a laughing boy with a blue jacket and blond hair. We talked and talked and we waited for the teacher who was supposed t sit on the head of the dragon.
She never showed.
I woke up to being seduced by some random woman I had no recollection of seeing before, (supposedly if you conjure up a face in your mind, it is a face you’ve seen before, who knows?). I immediately pushed away because “I am with someone else” I told her. My words had no effect on her facial expression and immediately after my girlfriend walks into the room and grabs my hand put pays no attention to the stranger in the room. She drags me out and says nothing but leads with a smile and a beautiful laugh to the backyard.
She opened the door to a backyard that extended for miles in all directions. I was told that it was night time but it seemed like it was day because of the millions upon millions of lightbulbs in rows above me that extended as far as the eye could see. The party was quite crowded, and I happen to not be so fond these events where people gather to drink. What happened during the party was a blur, its like my mind fast forwarded the whole thing.
After the party everyone disappeared, absolutely everyone had left, except for the father of my girlfriend. It was hard to tell whether or not the sun was up, the lightbulbs continued to blot out the sky. Her father and I did everything we could to take the lightbulbs down. We shot the bulbs with shotguns, we cut the wires, we smashed bulbs with bats among other odd techniques. We accustomed ourselves to the sound of glass crunching below our boots. After what seemed to be a couple hours we had huge piles of wrapped up wire and the blades of grass where outnumbered by the shards of glass. I am not sure why we did this, why we destroyed so many bulbs for no reason. We sat down on some chairs and squeezed the water out of plastic bottles and looked up at the millions of remaining bulbs that still blotted out the sun.
I was dreaming that I had joined special forces of the United States. I went through all the brutal training and afterward. I attended an extremely odd ceremony. The ceremony was the sacrifice of my comrades girlfriend. He cried as they said some words and she voluntarily walked into a room that she would not walk out of. I walked up to our commander and asked him “Why is this happening?”. “To serve you must lose all attachments in the civilian life” he answered. My heart broke, I told him I wanted to leave because I could not give up my significant other, he told me it was too late, “There’s no going back now son”.
The next day I visited the pool I used to work at and I saw them rehearsing for the ceremony. I saw my girlfriend in chains like the lady from King Kong (2005). My old best friend stood in front of her and made her recite an oath “I Claire…something something… do hereby sacrifice myself…” It was all really blurry. Then I remembered that blonde lady from Glee (Jane Lynch) and an old coworker were tightening the chains on Claire. The whole rehearsal was outside but when I blinked we were on the inside of a brick building and they were not rehearsing anymore. I had some old friends of mine blow up the wall behind her and since no weapons were allowed in the ceremony I got her and ran through the blown up wall jumped in a truck and drove away.
Not far from Mississippi I found myself strolling through the forest with two friends of mine. Our group was attacked by natives (I’m not exactly sure why natives continue to appear in my dreams). I made it out alive everyone else died. I was struggling to survive when I found three brothers. One was nice to me, one of them was quiet and the third hated me from the start. They were fur traders and thankfully the nice brother invited me to stick around. Everyday I grew closer to the nice brother and everyday the brother that hated me resented me more.
One day we came across a car with what seemed to be an African American boy inside. I walked over, opened the door and asked “What’s going on?”. He had tape on his mouth and I hadn’t noticed so I pulled the tape off and he responded. “My parents died, I was taken as bait. One of the brothers suggested we take him with us and then the brother that hated me aimed his gun at my chest and shot. Immediately the nice brother jumped in between us and was shot in the head. The quiet brother stood there and watched. I took out my weapon and the mean brother shot the boy accidentally in his rage. Natives came out of the trees and killed the quiet brother, I got up shot the mean brother and ran.
Many find it strange to have reoccurring dreams, however, I have many. I fall asleep and wake in my dreams in a large tree on a deserted beach. I cannot see the sun, I cannot see the beach, but I can hear it. I can hear all of Mother Nature. Though I am confused by my whereabouts, I know I am home. The trees branches intertwine to for a perfectly shaped dome. Light peaks out, gaining a green ring to it as it passes through the thick leaves. I am wearing minimal clothing and and walk around the tree and up it in complete silence. There are no adventures, no problems, and not a single disturbance. The wind stays light, but consistent as I walk close to the trees walls in circles. My find comfort in seeing my bed. Its drama are iron rise and has a thin mattress. I can feel my eyes light up as my heart races for no reason. When my illogical excitement become too much to bare I run back to my bed and cover myself in blankets and, like always, I wake up.