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Write about two people whose dreams are somehow connected.

Posted in Thriller and Suspense on Oct 26, 2022

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“Deja you” by Gianina Vescovi-Chiordi

Submitted to Contest #113

“I am not a nice person in dreams. At least, that’s what my friends have been telling me for years. Remember being young and having sleepovers? Well, just as sure as you were to have a bowl of sugary cereal or a pop tart the next morning, you were guaranteed to discuss any dream you had, and in great detail, if you remembered it. No matter the friend, it was always the same. I am relentless in their dreams. I am rude, condescending, and manipulative. People see me coming, and they smell trouble. I am always the villain in their story. ...

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“ALL IN A DREAM” by Shelly Wota

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      Monica was just 16 years old when she found out that she was pregnant. The father was a married man so he wanted nothing to do with her. Monica was living with foster parents, who would not be happy about her pregnancy. And, they weren’t. They insisted that she give the baby up for adoption, which Monica agreed with, since she was so young and hadn’t finished school and was only working part-time. As the pregnancy advanced, her doctor told her she was having twins. Wow! Monica...

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“Onaji Yume” by Mike Garrigan

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Herbert Lowe perused iPhones at the 5th Avenue Apple Store. While Lowe walked between the display tables, Detective Skinner spotted him from outside. Lowe froze—his stomach fell to the ground.Lowe snuck out of the side entrance of the store and headed southward. Skinner followed. Lowe turned right on 47th Street, just before Saint Thomas Church. He wanted to run, but Skinner had his oversized German Shepherd, Banjo, with him. Banjo was notorious for biting fleeing perps in the crotch. Last week, Lowe stole a satchel of diamonds from a b...

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“On the Flip Side” by Tori May

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She hasn’t cried in three years. She always thinks back to how weird it was, the night she went to the carnival. She didn’t really want to go, but she saw the determination in one of the older woman’s eyes and she wondered for a few seconds, when-if she’d be called a “little bitch” for resisting again. She’d tensed up at the thought, body feeling odd and tight, wondering if her legs would force her to run without a second thought again. Laura had flinched at the expression on the older woman’s face as soon as it happened, feeling...

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“Eyra” by Alyssa Basemore

Submitted to Contest #113

“Hellooo? Earth to Aaliyah!” I jump, turning my attention back to my younger sister, Mia, who’s eating breakfast next to me. Mia is two years younger than me, but we’ve always been close. We actually shared a room for five years, too. My mom told us once that, when she was a baby and I was like, two or three when she would cry at night, I would crawl out of bed and comfort her. “Hm?” I mutter, shoving a piece of bacon in my mouth. Mia laughs. “Were you daydreaming just now?” Mia asks, eyeing me curiously. “You totally just went somewhere.” “...

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“Why Do We Dream of Horses? ” by Daniel Brown

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“No one in this dreary cafeteria knows I dream of being a horse mid-Spring. No one knows my glorious neigh-and-gallop through sweeping vistas and picturesque sunflower fields. Everyone knows I vanish inside of a temperamental Walkman while I consume tapioca and file documents. They know the metal that swirls and shovels cassava between my perpetual chapped lips. The tape hiss and pop of a slanted Walkman window.”  My therapist Lira lowers her glasses and massages the bridge of her nose. Why would anyone dream of horses let alone being...

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“Don't...” by Urvasi Pauvaday

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(CW: Depression, suicide)A bead of sweat rolled from his temple and into his already dampened hair. The ticklish feeling of the droplet slowly sliding across his skin caused him to roll over in bed, as he mumbled to himself : "don’t…". Ever since he could remember, the exact same dream had haunted him, only, the images were getting clearer and clearer with every passing night. It was not a nightmare — or it had stopped being one for a while now — since his mind had already registered the events of this peculiar dream that never seemed to alt...

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“a shared dream ” by Bronwen Lewis

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Tuesday, 27 September 1921. “Snovi Belleville, can you present your presentation now?” The teacher groaned, nibbling on her glasses. Snovi, feeling dauntless, casually walked up to the front of the class and took out a few pieces of paper. “My presentation is about dreams, in fact, my name means dreams in Latin” she started. The class looked highly disinterested already. “If you dream about something, it’ll happen,” she said joyfully. The whole class burst out in laughter, the response from the class caused Snovi to tear up but not cry or ...

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“Whatever Dreams are Made of” by Monty Martin

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George Solid respectability was the understated unselfconscious achievement of George Albert Jones. His style was worlds apart from the prevalent self-opinionated social media posturing into which he rarely dipped, and only then with distain. His eponymous insurance underwriting firm had offices on Fenchurch Street in London with a branch at Manchester’s Minshull Street. When not at work, he was usually home in an extensive five bedroomed Barnes town house and occasionally at the family cottage in Devon. David Lloyd was the only club of whic...

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“Lucid Infidelity” by Brian Janko

Submitted to Contest #113

Mary pored over the catalog of extension courses offered by the nearby community college. Eddie watched her passively. However, he told her that he was going to feel foolish being the old guy in the class. “First off,” Mary said, “We’re not old. Forty is not that old. In fact, a lot of different people take these classes. That’s what they are for.” She partly closed the catalog so she could push the cover up to his nose while she pointed at the words “continuing education.” “See? It says continuing. There will be all sorts of people con...

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“The Pumpkin Smasher” by Marian Baldwin

Submitted to Contest #113

Toby walked into the kitchen and sat down at the counter where his mother was making pancakes. He ran his fingers through his hair, heaved a big sigh, and dropped his head down onto his folded arms. “Bad night?” asked his mother. Toby answered with a groan. He lifted up his head and put his face in his hands and then spread his fingers apart just enough to see his mother. “Must have been,” his mother said smiling. “I hope you're hungry.” “Maybe I will be when they’re done,” Toby answered rubbing his eyes.  “You better be,...

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“In Marble Halls” by Mo Colby

Submitted to Contest #113

Is this my dream or yours?I feel... I feel as if I know you. Like I´ve seen you before. Somewhere.Is this my dream?I have no particular emotional link to the blue bicycle, the silver streamers at the grips. This is from your childhood memory, not mine. The temples are on me, I´m sorry if they confuse you... I find my way quite easily. Give me your hand. I´ll guide you through the pillars. I feel as though I´ve seen you. Not met you, but as if your face was a picture, spliced into the film of my life. Like a glimpse between tinned products on...

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“The Singers Heart” by Jesse Saville-Byrne

Submitted to Contest #113

‘I’m so sorry for your loss Mrs Hewitt,’ the young doctor looked at the floor, you could tell this was all new to him, giving people this kind of news was never going to be easy. That was the first night I dreamt of you, not that I realised the significance then nor for a while after that. I had to keep living, that’s what everyone told me, but how can you keep going when your best friend, soul mate, hell even partner in crime is gone just like that. We had no warning, he wasn’t ill he was just driving home from work one day and then he w...

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