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Chapter Five: Sleep Tight

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Chapter Five: Sleep tight

After what felt like a whole day, I found myself in my bed, wearing my most comfortable pair of jammies. I don’t remember being driven home also... All I remember is being locked up in my car while I was doing nothing when I’m already suffocating.

But here I am, unscratched but there’s a sore feeling I have in my body. Maybe what happened wasn’t true. Maybe it’s just a dream. A crazy and bizarre dream.

I tried to sit up straight but my head turned, making me dizzy. I know, I know it’s just a dream... But it felt real. Even if it’s real, who drove me home? Who were those people who magically appeared out of nowhere and same me from my stuck door? And how did they know I needed help? Well, maybe someone would have noticed because my car was parked in the middle of the parking lot, but a very few people were there when that happened... And who was that girl, that girl I met in the groceries. The one with the same scar or birthmark that I have... Does she know anything about this?

By the moment my head stopped making follow up questions, I was already getting dizzy, again. I heard my bedroom door open but I saw no one. Then the next thing I know, I was having a peaceful slumber.

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“Alice, wake up.” A soft voice said, putting an end to my slumber.

I shook my head, “Five more minutes.” I whispered, I don’t want to wake up, not yet.

I’m just wanted to sleep right now. Please don’t disturb me. I want to have some quiet piece of time, a ME TIME. I want to think endless about my endless and enchanted future. Please don’t wake me up.

“Come on, Alice! Wake up!” The voice said again. I ignored it.

Now there was another voice, a different one. He was trying to say the same words the first voice said. I tried my best to ignore it, but I can’t take it anymore. I can’t have a ME TIME as long they’re bugging me so I slowly opened my eye.

I was surprised to see a living fairytale land. Like those places we see in movies and places we imagine every time we read fairytale books. There were cherry blossom trees, the sweet smell of roses roaming at every corner the room... Wait! I’m not in my room any more. But how could that be? I could smell the roses and feel the carefully sewn mattress beneath my skin. If I’m dreaming, I wouldn’t and can’t feel or smell anything... But I can, I can smell them, I could feel them.

I looked around the voices that woke me up, bringing me here in dream land... Could be it? Who am I joking?! This is not real! For heaven’s sake, I’m making myself insane about thinking that this place is actually real. My God, Alice! You had enough of books and movies about fairytales and fairies and other creatures! This all just a picture pigment of my imagination. A by-product of my humongous brain that got to read billions and millions of books about something like this.

“She’s awake.” The soft voice said, and by the tone of it, I could tell it’s a girl.

I rubbed my eyes to get a clearer view. I saw a girl, she look much like the girl in the grocery store. And if I hadn’t known better that this is a dream, I would have thought it was really her. But I do know better, which makes a little harder to understand and know who she really is and what is happening at this moment.

“For heaven’s sake! You’re not dreaming, Alice. This is real.” Another voice said, from the tone, I think it’s a boy.

I looked around again, I saw a guy in the corner of the room. He was staring out the window. But how did he know what I was thinking. No, it couldn’t be. He’s not Edward Cullen, silly me. Edward Cullen never exists. He’s just Stephanie Meyers’ imagination, a dream she once have.

“All things are possible, Alice. You just got to believe it.” The girl said.

I raised an eyebrow, “Possible? What do you mean by possible? But first things first, who are you people? Why do you know me? And where am I?” I asked.

The girl, let’s not be rude... Let’s make nicknames. The girl is Blondie, while the guy is Mr. Snobby. Better!

“Okay,” Mr. Snobby started, “I am not snobby, and you have no right to give me a nickname. Especially Mr. Snobby.”

I mouth gaped out open. How did...

“I’m Amanda.” The girl said, like introducing herself. “And he’s Damon.”

I felt myself smile, “Like Damon Salvatore?”

He rolled his eyes, “Whatever.”

I think Mr. Snobby has an attitude problem, like his temper is always high. Why is he always like that? Could he just act like there’s no problem at all like how Amanda acts? He wasn’t like that before.

Wait... Did I just think I knew him before? Weird.

“It might seem weird but, we’re here to warn you.” Amanda said.

“Okay, to be real honest... Right from the start, this place weird... And scary, to warn me from what?” I said.

“Not from what... But from who.” Damon said.

Why should I even listen? This is a dream for crying out loud! I’m in a place I didn’t even know. There are two people in here that I thought I’ve known for my whole life, and for the very first time in this year, I had a mental argument with myself... And let’s not forget the fact that it’s really weird.

Then I heard screaming, and a voice. A woman’s voice, crying for help. Then the room felt hot.

“They found us.” Amanda said.

Damon crushed the window’s glasses with his elbow and turned to us, “Hurry.” His eyes whispered.

Amanda quickly went to the window and jumped. I’m next. But I’m scared; I don’t even know how I will fall, and what could be waiting down there when I jump. I turned to Damon who just nodded at me, I could see in his eyes that he’s trying to get me strong, strong enough to jump... But I really can’t. I’m scared.

Maybe, he was all out of choice so he pushed me down. I don’t how it happened, but the next thing I knew was we were running, running from someone I don’t even know... But the person we were trying to run away from seemed familiar to me.

When we finally stopped, I forget that everything was a dream that nothing bad is going to happen to me. That this is all just a little action I wanted to see in my life. It was hilarious, yet everything felt real.

“Who was that girl who screamed?” I found myself asking.

“She’s Marilyn...” Amanda said.

“Who’s Marilyn? Do I know her?” I asked again, somehow, I never run out of follow up question.

“Yes. She’s your....”

A loud thud woke me up... An unwanted thud if you’d like to know.

Wait, Damon says I know the woman who was screaming in my dream. But everything stopped mid-sentence. Now that’s a bummer! I’ve never been interested in my dreams my whole life, but now... It felt real, that it was all part of me coming piece by piece.

I don’t know what really happened in my dream, but that was the only part I remember so well. I remember meeting Amanda and Damon, I remember screaming, I remember being pushed out of a window, I remember running. And I felt tired. Dead tired. Like I’ve just walked from New York to Canada. It felt like that. And everything felt real, and I just can’t make myself repeating that is real... I know it. I just can’t force myself to believe.

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