I wake up in a world much like my own, but it’s different. It’s brighter, and it feels… cleaner. I look around the world. I realize that it’s nothing like Earth. Everything is candy! I blink to make sure it’s not just me hallucinating. I kneel down to feel the jelly bean path. The jelly beans taste like jelly beans on Earth, but they’re better, more flavorful. The sun is a big round cookie, with candy corn coming off, like sun rays. The clouds are cotton candy. A meadow of sunflowers(oreo’s with candy corn petals) isn’t too far in the distance. I stand up and breathe in the sugary air. It smells like a candy factory. There are no houses, just candy in the form of nature.
When I enter the sunflower meadow, I see birds and candy animals everywhere. I smile and think, If only home were this beautiful. I run around chasing animals and laughing the entire time. I get tired, and lay down. One more glimpse before I’m gone.
I woke up again, but this time I’m at home. Back to Earth. Here I am just a fly on the wall. No one cares about me. I don’t have any friends, or anyone. I love to sing but my family doesn't care. They’re proud of my sister. She’s the smart one, most likely to graduate college and become a millionaire or something crazy. When I dream the possibilities are endless. I can fly and be free, away from all of humanity. My dreams aren’t just dreams like normal people, my dreams are REAL. I can get hurt, taste things, and feel real emotions in my dreams. I am almost teleported or transferred somewhere else when I go to sleep.
My name is Raelynn. I am 15 years old. And I have high school today. My least favorite thing in the world. I don’t have any friends or anyone to talk to. I only REALLY like quire. Nothing else interests me. I did recently pick up a passion for writing though! I love writing about my dreams, some good and some not very good ones. I’ve been having these oddly realistic dreams since I was five. The dreams started on my fifth birthday.
The dreams don’t help my social life at all. I told my parents and they told the newspaper people and now I’m known to everyone in my school. But not in a good way, they don’t want to be my friend. They all think I’m crazy, which I would do but at least be nice. I begged my mom for homeschooling when I was 13 but she always said, “No you have to stay in school because nobody would be home to teach you. Your father and I have work.” Every time it was almost the exact same words. Over and over again until I decided to give up and just work with what I had.
After school I do a little homework (only a 500 word essay due tomorrow, and a baking experiment for cooking). Then I read for 30 minutes until dinner is ready. My sister stares at me with her bulging bug eyes. She’s only 6 but damn that girl can express her emotions better than anyone. She starts smiling, making a very creepy Momo-like face. I can’t help but laugh. She is my best friend. She is the only one who doesn’t think I’m 100% crazy. Maybe 81% crazy though. She is the smartest 6 year old I know. Sometimes she says some pretty smart things that only geniuses know. Sometimes I ask her what she’s going to do tomorrow, and she tells me whats going to happen tomorrow, and she’s not wrong. She can predict the future. I record what she says and I listen back at the end of the next day and she sums it up exactly how it should be. I don’t know if our family has super powers or something along the lines, but me and my sister do.
After dinner I take a shower, brush my teeth and go to sleep. Tonight's dream rolls in like the ocean as soon as I close my eyes. I wake up in a dark, colorless setting. It’s smoky and depressing here. A big gate separates me from a park, or graveyard. I'm not sure which. I look up at the full moon that is high above my head shining bright through the smoke. I’m afraid to move, but if i don’t then i may freeze here for the rest of the night. I slowly take a step towards the black prickly, rigid fence. I don’t feel like smiling. I don’t feel anything. I feel sad or upset with the dream. Why would I have a dream like this? Is this the future? Are we all going to end up, you know, in graves? Eventually but will all humanity die off?
As I step deeper into the graveyard, I see more recent and even future grave stones. But the biggest gravestone was in the middle.
MELINA GATERS
Always and forever,
You’ll live on for the entirety.
2006- FOREVER
Melina Gaters. A very familiar name. A popular-mean girl. High school prom queen vibes written ALL OVER HER. But why is her gravestone here? I stare at the word FOREVER. Forever what? She has to die, we all have to die, right? The wind blows with a cold, she’s coming whispering to it. I run to a nearby gravestone and hide. I hear high heels on the stone ground. Melina is tall and frail, in a black webby dress. Her hair is an ombre from dark black to a ghostly white at the bottom. I almost gasp at her appearance. She looks so different, so gothic. She claps her hands 3 times and the ground shakes. I stand up and run. I don’t know where I’m running but I run. As fast and as hard as I can. I hope she didn’t see me. The sun starts to rise. I close my eyes and I’m back in my room.
I can smile now. I don’t feel trapped in my dream like before. Today I have to watch and see Melina Gaters. No matter what. I think she might be up to something...
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Bravo! Absolutely stuning. I love the detail and how professional this seems. Your writing has improved incredibly. I need to read more. I need to know what Melina could be up to. I'm also very happy to read a new story of yours! -CJ
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