The Daydreamer

Chapter 3: Teenagers & Rituals

As Always I get ready for bed to end what has to be the most stressful and overwhelming day of my life. What a day it has been for a teenager like me. Not only do I have to worry about school, but I have a night terror to deal with. It isn't easy to sleep thinking about all the events that happened today. I'm afraid to sleep. I'm terrified that all of this is actually true. I contemplate if I'm going crazy or not. I wish I could tell somebody about this, but I'm also afraid to be locked up in an asylum. I can't trust anybody. I'm on my own now. If Cathy thought I was crazy what would anyone else think? After hours of pondering about my experience, I try to get myself to sleep, but the adrenaline in my body won't allow me to. I think of other stuff to relax myself; I think about the possibility of going to homecoming with Hanna. Initially, I was nervous, but now i'm anticipating it. I want to ask her. It's just one night; one night that I'm sure will be the best night of my life. Hanna, she's amazing. I let go of my anxiety and finally get comfy enough to sleep.

I wake up to find my alarm clock not set and the time was almost noon. Dammit, not again! How could I sleep for this long without my mother waking me up? I quickly got dressed and check on her. I was confused to find her bedroom door locked. I knocked on the door, but there was no response on the other side. After waiting a few minutes, I decided to lock pick the door. The door opened as i grabbed the knob. I saw the portal again. I was sucked right into it. What the hell is going on? I was spit out of it, finding myself isolated only surrounded by pure blank, nothingness, just a vast, white, empty atmosphere.

"You're here." Said a voice behind me. I recognized that voice. "You again? Is this another dream? Why have you brought me here?" I questioned the daydreamer. "Your training begins." He answered. "Training? I don't want your training. I don't want any part of this. Just leave me alone. I want to live my life like any ordinary one; No dragon, no night terror, and certainly no day dreamer!" I was fed up with everything at this point. "You're afraid of the unknown and the negative outcomes. You created your own night terrors. When they get out of hand, that's where we come in, the day dreamers; protectors of the night; guardians of dreams; preserving peace to the dreamer and rightfully restore balance and control to the dreamer." He finished preaching to me.

"So if this is my dream and creation, how are you here?" I couldn't trust this man if he doesn't give me anything about him. "Day dreamers have the ability to infiltrate any dream only to protect the dreamer in need, never to harm or for self intentions." He explained. "So how do you plan to protect me?" "I don't You can't run away from your fears forever. Otherwise, it'll get stronger. I'm going to teach to how to fight it, starting off by helping you use your lucid dreaming abilities. Once you are aware of your surroundings, you can control everything with your mind. In the dreamworld, you can control anything with the confidence and power to. It is prophesied that the chosen one could bring the dreamworld to reality." The way he spoke made all of this sound too real.

"How could this be real? I'm just dreaming. This is all in my head. How could this be alternated into reality? It just can't happen. It's all in my head."

"That's exactly why it 'can' happen." He stressed. "The most powerful tool ever created is the mind. Anything is possible with the imagination powerful enough to make it possible. Anything can be conjured just by the thought of it. Daydreamers are the most powerful beings in the universe. Yet, the prophecy states that an even more powerful daydreamer shall awaken in a time that is needed. I have told you enough for now. Let's begin the training." He started to walk away from me. "Stay there."

"Hey, um, how exactly am I going to train?" I was nervous I couldn't even imagine what he had in mind for me as part of his "training."

"Your first task is to reach me in under a second!" He ordered