Floaty... just like a dream. I'm not really here any more, my minds taken me to a different place were I don't have to worry. In no time at all I'm bustled into the famous house. My hair is fiddled with, my shoulders brushed off and my trainers tutted at. It takes a couple of phone calls and a public announcement for about 50 people all heavily laden with microphones and voice recorders to crowd around outside. I was pushed out and immediately got shouted at. I can't really hear them, it sounds like we're underwater. The Prime Minister comes forward and simply says:
"We will not be taking any questions. Thank you”
Then I am forced up to take his place. Everyone quiets down at seeing how young I was. Suddenly, I can hear everything and my mind is cleared. My hands start to shake and my stomach feels like it’s going to burst but at least I have my mind back. And here’s what it comes with:
“I would love to tell you that this is a global warming problem. I would love to tell you that you need to recycle more and everything will be fine. I would love to tell you that all we need to do is turn off our lights and switch off the taps more and the shadows would go away. But I can’t. This is not a normal problem and I need you to listen to me because now, I am all that you have. Something is coming. I don’t know what it is, but I am the one who has been chosen to defeat it. This is not a random coincidence, it has come for a reason. We do not appreciate our world enough, we stay in the depths of our dreams and fight reality with such force, that our dreams are getting tired. The worlds we put our hearts and souls into have countless humans wishing them to come true and now they have no choice but to force us to accept reality. I dreamed far too much and now I have been chosen to rid the world of the evil that our minds have created. I will make a promise, that if you believe in me, then I will fight for you. Keep dreaming. Keep storytelling. Keep imagining. But please don’t forget that our world -the one you are constantly trying to escape- created the beauty of being able to share our thoughts. Stay away from the shadows and keep your thoughts optimistic.”
I didn’t think I would say so much, yet so little. I didn’t include half the things I wanted to say. I keep repeating the speech in my mind adding things and taking things away, perfecting it even though I don’t have the luxury of turning back time. The Prime Minister apologizes for bringing my parents along when they didn’t really say anything. He thanked me for my speech and said that he didn’t think I was capable of so much. That’s the complete opposite of what I’m thinking right now. We got back into the car and I fell asleep from all the stress that’s boiled up inside me in such a short space in time. Everything is going around my mind. ‘How can I help all these people? I bet they think I’m stupid. What was I thinking?’ Those types of things that you only think about when you’re just about to fall asleep. Life things.
I feel so pathetic that even though I wake when we arrive home, I let my Dad carry me upstairs and lie me on my bed.
“I’m so proud of what you did today.” he says and kisses my forehead. I feel slightly better and pull off my belt, shoes and waistcoat and fall into a deep sleep.
I dream for the first time in weeks. I finally get to imagine again. I feel so free. And when I wake up, it’s snowing outside.
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A Very Well Titled Book -Elisabeth Humphries
FantasíaYou have to read it silly! Only joking, this book is highly based on my life and what it would be like if I was to be a fictional character ^_^ It has a touch of humour and is set in our world :3
