Submitted to: Contest #308

JUST DREAMIN

Written in response to: "Write a story inspired by the phrase "It was all just a dream.""

Fantasy Fiction Teens & Young Adult

Just Dreamin

If it couldn’t be the perfect day! Can someone switch it to that mode? I mean having to wake up the next morning from previous trauma of some sort, & memories bouncing all around from it in my brain, for a moment I thought my heart just said fuck it.. it wasn’t in a mood to respond. But no it was legit, I still didn’t feel it. So listen carefully to this. Our words are our words, but our thinking shows off to everyone. Mhmm why do I say that? It’s the main reflection, but right now I’m reading minds, but I can’t hear a sound. I really really want a car and drive it all far. No gas, no battery, only wheels on a focus. Best believe I knew already I would have that manifestation, I’m running all through red lights no stop signs, no distractions, no directions, straight forward. But all this moving around, I’m tired I need a forever rest. Long naps, no interruption, the best sleeps in the house. Wait wait.. I'm dead right? What’s death in that lifetime? sounding like a better place to me. Sometimes looking at nature I never know what animal my eyes are going to point out. Hell, I might not even know the animal. Do all amphibians bite? If so it’s ok, teeth don’t pinch, the force of it does. Something still isn’t adding up right, my footsteps are following nothing but night, not saying bad is painted on the pavement, but why I can’t see down the road I’m walking. I found my light after I crashed out, see I knew bad luck does not occur to.. should I say me? As in I? I’m the most perfect person with the opposite opinion of everything. Idk why but out of nowhere my energy wanted to tell me that the day won’t change. I was going to be stuck in a deep montage of fun. No time limit, no 24 hours, no rush. Will it be fun if it’s the same all the time? Nothing will ever change is what my energy says. Why is it 3:30am,& my body is craving the most nutritious meal? Blueberries, strawberries, cranberries. Yeah I hate them actually, I see a pretty bird flying around my room, yes in my room! It’s insane to let him stay correct. Let me bless this bird with this fruit as his wishes are better than mine.

Now I feel like a giant cage is following me around my house. An open door with a lock with no key to be found. I guess it caught me, will I be forever stuck? Did the cage belong to this bird? Hush.. I hear silence, the loudest ring in the room. I feel anxiety, feel mad, overwhelmed, happy with a touch that’s touchless. So I’m going to help myself,& move out of this space, but the corner is watching me. Knock knock”. Who was there? Oh nothing but a stack, I stood on top of what you called hard knowledge, with the consistency of water. With it being water it was cold, legs had turned transparent, the clearest x-ray I had in a lifetime. If only I could see through it all, actually I can. See I got some memories in my head that I can’t remember but I wanna see what they are right? I see my heart beating without following the perfect wave. I should’ve never drunk that water, well I stood in it, and the potion went deeper than my pores. Forget all that I’m ready to see what’s next, if I had to pick a flex it would be burning because of my hard reflex. All of a sudden my hair went from black to purple, green to blue, but it’s spinning, and it stopped at yellow, guess it will do. I changed up so much within the matter that I'm not sure. I need to snap back into reality. It’s hard to explain what type of change this could be. Question? Why are things so expensive? We live on minimum wage and have to stretch out everything. Nothing around me is flexible so why am I bending? Once those words slipped out my mouth I knew unexpected things would occur. How do we hold on strong? Maybe in the next lifetime I could increase my grip.

Now what am I supposed to do when I want everything in my world? How can I be there for myself when I’m shared out to the wooorrllddd? I guess I will see it this time. My eyes are so heavy because they won’t close, my eyes rolled back to my head and stared at my brain so it’s attention span will shine. I grabbed it all because I know I got control. Too much control went over my head. I had a crown, yes it was a gift to me from them. Who are they? My insides, never tell me wrong. I don’t know why but it’s something within my alcoholic beverage. Not sure if it’s too strong or not strong enough, but I can’t wake up. How do I know I’m telling myself all this while I speak of these conversations that’s coming from out somewhere. What’s going on with everything with my body, not counting myself in it because no way is this my spirit. I can’t feel myself. I told myself this long ago, but something about this situation was different, came down a different stream. Then I remembered I woke up “ IT WAS ALL JUST A DREAM”. Now I can live in reality. Sometimes our best messages come from deep within. Not knowing the information we lay eyes with will once be a part of the eyes. Having the good/bad adventures in my life, showed me how big dreams appeared in real situations. How can we not be afraid if we don’t wake up? Will I know? Will a dream appear to tell me it was a dream? Should I keep my dreams close, real visions closer? IT WAS ALL JUST A DREAM when I started to feel like I could float easy. I wanna fall down but I don’t want it to hurt, maybe one day in a dream..

Posted Jun 27, 2025
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