Radom short stories and what not :)

Am I dreaming?

Hey! I'm probably going to be updating my other book today or tomorrow as well! I'm going to finish some writing and then publish it so I don't have to worry about getting more stuff out for a little. I know I don't update much, but I want to like the writing I publish. I want to publish quality writing and that's hard to do when I lack the motivation, have writers block, or don't like anything I'm writing. Please understand I'm doing my best!

Tw// derealization (mentions passing out and distortion)

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What happened? Where am I? I woke up in a beautiful meadow, surrounded by birch and oak trees. Wildflowers bloomed, their color so vivid you'd only expect to see it in a painting or maybe even a dream. I sat up, feeling a bit nauseous from the speed of which I did so. The pain quickly subsided and I spotted a path. Do I dare go down it? I'm not sure I have a choice. I start to walk towards the path but the closer I get, the more a nauseating feeling overwhelms me. Soon enough I can't take another step and squeeze my eyes shut in the hopes of getting rid of the feeling. The grass and flowers tickle, poke, and prod my bare feet. The longer my eyes are shut the worse I feel, so I open them back up and look for the path. On the other side of the path I see two figures. I try to walk forward but instead I plummet to the ground with a thump. I look up and suddenly the world twists and stretches distorting the two I saw and making the path disappear. Now the lines between reality and not are extremely blurred as I attempt to figure out what's going on. I see the figures calling to me but I can't hear what they're saying. Then the world went black.