Dream Boy

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 Cover made by ze faaaabulous Mouki21, coz she is a lovely bum :D

Dream Boy

 Chapter 1

“Aisling…”

I had to turn at the sound of my name. That’s strange, I thought to myself. My last memory was of me in my bed. Now, I was dressed and standing out the front of my house, in the middle of the day.

“Hello?” I called out, spinning in a neat circle. That was also odd, I was usually very clumsy. An act like that would have normally landed me on my back.

“Aisling…” the voice sounded closer than before. It was a man’s voice, an unfamiliar one. The voice didn’t sound threatening or angry. Instead, it sounded pleased, almost glad that I was here. I took a few steps in the direction of the voice, but paused when I heard an unexpected splash. I looked down to find myself standing in a puddle in a pair of black gumboots. I stared at them for a moment, then the hem of my dress caught my eye. It was white….and frilly.

I stepped backwards out of the puddle, waiting for the ripples to calm so I could see my reflection in it. Along with my frilly white dress, I was wearing a thick red cardigan and my usually long, pulled back red hair was short and wavy. That wasn’t all that had changed. My face had shifted from 19 years old to about 7. It took me a moment to start breathing again. I stepped away from the puddle and turned back to where my house should have been.

It had gone, the suburban neighbourhood instead replaced with a giant field full of flowers. It looked remarkably similar to a scene from The Sound of Music, one of my favourite movies.

“Aisling…” the voice called out again.

“Hello?” I shouted, then quickly covered my mouth. My voice had changed along with my face.

“What is this?” I shouted angrily to the field, hoping that whatever the voice was, it would tell me what was happening.

“Aisling…” the voice sounded sad this time and I felt my anger disappear.

“Aisling… wake up…wake up…”

“Aisling! Mum said to wake up!” there was a pulling sensation on my arm and then, I tumbled out of bed. Groggily, I opened my eyes and stared up at my younger brother.

“Devan?”   

“Mum! Aisling’s awake!” he shouted before disappearing out my bedroom door. I scowled and peered around. I was back in my bedroom. I laughed, it was just a dream. Although, just to check… I grabbed at my hair. It came down to the middle of my back and felt straight. To double check, I jumped up and stood in front of the mirror. My 19 year old face stared back at me. I sighed in relief.

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He cursed loudly. The sound echoed around the empty room. He was still unsure of how to control a dream of this magnitude. He hadn’t meant to turn Aisling into a 7 year old version of herself; he’d only meant to show her the field and maybe even the door. He cursed again, remembering her terrified look, and then sighed loudly. It would be alright. She would only think it was a dream and he could try again tonight. I mean, practice made perfect right? He thought.

 I hope you like it. I'll post the next chapter tomorrow.

Amiexx