After work, I go home and do some schooling food completely slipping my mind. A few hours later it's 7pm so I watched some TV. Before I knew it the time was 1a.m. and I decided to turn the TV off and get some sleep. I close my eyes and than I open them again it seeming to be day again.
"What the heck-? I just closed my eyes" I mumbled getting up the room being different again and yet again hearing noise somewhere in the house.
"Hello?" I yell out seemingly annoyed.
I see the same boy come into the room.
"You're alive? You passed out all of a sudden so I took you to my spare bedroom" he told me with a concerned look. I was still so confused with everything how am I back here and what is going on?
"No, that was a dream, I didn't pass out." I said knowing this is a dream, but the boy looked puzzled.
"I'm pretty sure its not. You really are crazy" He said.
"Here, I can do this. If I do this there will be no repercussions." I get up and grab a vase in the room being a little too close to the boy and I slam in on the ground. The vase shattered and throwing it's self into the air right at him.
"See no repercussi-" I stop and look at him seeing a angered look appear on his face and that he's bleeding.
"That's not supposed to happen in dreams- is this a lucid dream?" I said confused
The boy looked at me with a slight scowl. "It's not a dream, you broke my vase, and I'm bleeding. Can you stop being an idiot for once?" He had a small piece of glass sticking in his arm a little so he pulled it out. Which than made that spot start bleeding.
"I'm sorry..." I said feeling bad.."this is a very realistic dream tho.." I thought to myself just a little too loud and I mumbled it in a loud enough tone he could hear it.
He goes closer to me and next thing I know the boy slapped me in the face. I look at him shocked as he says, "it's not a dream got it? You felt that, well i hope you did, because you're being a major asshole!" He yelled and just left me standing there.
"What..?" I mumbled to myself trying to process it looking down at the floor seeing the glass. I decide to go find a broom and sweep up the glass off the floor.
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Reaching to Our Dreams In Another Time
Novela JuvenilA 17 year old who moved into their parents home that was built in the late 1890's. The old Victorian home had been reverbished around 1990s the time being 2004 when this takes place. Our main character, Salem, finds out something that could change h...
