They say"dreams are real until they last"but what it dreams were actually real like superpowers? What if dreams were more than just dreams, and what if reality wasn't what we perceived it to be?
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A cover by: @Iamawriterlol
He held my hand with a smile, the long bangs of his luscious wavy black hair covered his eyes. I was confused,but dazed with his breathtaking looks. We were in a field of grass, the sky already filled with stars as the giant Sun was setting. He held my waist and pulled me closer,and his other hand cupped my cheek. This setting was too good to be true. I smiled at the mysterious handsome male in front of me. The soft breeze that made his hair sway made his face only more hidden. Suddenly, his smile began to fade. A hand grabbed my shoulder, turning me around. "Huh..?" I said, as i was slightly startled to see that there was no one there. I quickly turned back around, only to see that the mysterious handsome male was gone. "W-What..?" I blinked.
I slowly opened my eyes, a tiny yawn escaping my mouth. When my vision cleared, I saw the clock in front of me, it seams i woke up a little too early than usual. I sat up streaching as all my bones cracked. "What the hell was that dream..?" I asked to myself as i looked around in my room.
It's been about thirteen years since the incident, I never forgot about it. I think about it almost everyday. I also learned something, i have a gift. Well i'd like to day it's more of a curse. When i dream. When i dream, it's just random dream. But usually they aren't dreams. They're visions. Yes that's right, visions. I see the future through dreams, so i guess u could say i am a psychic. The problem is though 80% of them are about deaths. That's why I am so astonished by what i just dreamt about just now, because that wasn't a death, that's rare. But it's also crazy, was it a vision, or was it just a dream?
After the car accident, I was hospitalized for almost three months before being able to live "normally" ever again. I still had continuous visions, and almost all of them were right. I never lived the same, I thought i was crazy, all the therapy i used made it worse. I sometimes hear muffled voices in the back of the head, i only hear them when i am alone in the dark, but nowadays it is very rare. Not too long ago about six month ago my father passed away. His cause of death...... something else. Me and my mom moved to from California to Seoul, South Korea for a freash start of life. It was so we could move on and forget the past, I was happy to move, especially knowing that i used to live here for three years when i was younger. This place is where my parents met. We bought a nice apartment, not too big and not too small, it wasn't too bad, considering that we don't have too much money. It was nice, cozy, and great view of the city. Moving away from my past back in America and starting fresh in the beauty of seol really cleared my mind,it took a lot of weight off my shoulders. This apartment gave me good vibes, I always loved the apartments in South Korea. They look so aesthetic.
Today was a special day indeed, my first day of college, I was starting where I left off, a sophomore. I was able to attend the Seoul National University, but just by the thread of a hair. I was especially lucky since I was basically attending in the middle of the year. I have no idea how my mom was able to convince them, but I'm happy it worked.
"ANNAAAAAA, COME EAT BREAKFAAAST," I jumped out up, startled at the loud noise that seemed to be calling me. Shaking away my thoughts, I jumped out of bed and zoomed to the kitchen table.
"Good morning, Eomma.." I said sleepily as i rubbed my eyes, grabbing a pair of metal chopsticks from the counter top and going to sit down. I looked down at the yummy food, she made kimchi with dumplings on the side.
"Good Morning, honey bun!" she said happily as she put the extra food in a container for later, then started cleaning some of the dishes,"slept well? It sure looks like u did," she chuckled.
"Yes" I replied while stuffing my mouth, "Ihad a weird dream, I couldn't tell if it was a vision or not," I stated while chewing the dumpling still.
My mother glanced at me,"oh really? What was it about this time?" she asked with a slight smileof curiousity. Yes, she knows about my visions, i'm hoping that any parent would know about it if their child has been having them for 13 years too.
I thought for a moment,"Ah I dont know. I was holding some really good looking guy's hand and being all lovey dovey with him. It was too good to be true, but then he just disappeared," i said with a shrug,stuffing another dumpling with some kimchi on it. Table manners weren't really my thing, well at home.
Her smile grew,"oohohoho, looks like ur finally getting a man," she teased while letting out a chuckle.
I continued to chew my food while rolling my eye,"mmm.." I grumbled,"we don't even know if it was a vision or not.." I stated with a "wow okay" face.
She bursted out laughing,as i did too.. Ugh, I love her so much, she's literally the coolest person I know. "Well if it is a vision, then at least I know that i'll be a grandmother," she stated happily. i shook my head at her as i began to stuff my face once again with food.
After I finished, I cleaned my plate and thanked my mom for the breakfast, followed by a kiss in her cheek. I went to my room.. "I'll wear something simple," I said with a nod of approval as I choose out what to wear and began changing (she wore this ->)
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I checked my blue backpack to make sure I had everything I needed." perfect!" i yipped out in happiness, doing a tiny fist pump. I brushed my teeth and did my morning facial routine. Makeup wasn't really my thing. My face was clear so i really didn't need anything, but i put on some mascara, just to make my eyelashes extra long. Okay... and maybe slight eyeliner and lip gloss, but that's it. I never did anything to my naturally wavy hair , I luckily only have to brush it a little.
"Hmm, ten minutes.." I muttered to myself while checking my phone. With the spare ten minutes I had, I listened to music while reading fan frictions. I wonder how today will turn out..
A/N: 2nd part is finally finished, hope u like it. It probably sucked, huh? i am updating as soon as i can .
