My Journey

Prologue

October 2013

Dream One

            It was weird. I was aware and I knew I was asleep and dreaming, but I didn't know how to wake up. I hated it. I wanted to wake up. Wanted to know why I wasn't just naturally waking up on my own, like I always did. This kind of thing has never happened to me before. Why wasn't I waking up?

           I was dreaming. I wasn't exactly sure what this particular dream was about. I was in a hallway. It looked like a hallway of a school. A very big school if the size of the hallway was any indication. It was huge. The biggest hallway I had ever seen. There were doors on either side of the hallway, which, if I was correct in my assumption that I was in a school, I could only think those doors led to classrooms.

          I was alone in the hallway. It looked completely deserted. Like I was the only one in the whole building. Weirdly, despite seeming like no else was there, the building looked in tip top shape. The bright white walls looked as if they were newly painted, the white tiled floor was so clean it was practically shinning-overall, the building looked as if it was newly built and man, did they do a good job of building it.

         I started walking sown the hallway to try and figure out where exactly I was and came across what appeared to be a front office for a school. Oddly, the office looked very much like the front office at my old school. Almost exact. But, the rest of the building looked nothing like my old school.

         Suddenly, I heard screaming. Lots of screaming. I looked around, trying to see where the people who were screaming were. I saw no one. I was still alone. The screaming didn't stop. It was so loud. I could hear several people screaming, but no one was around. They were in my head. I hated this. I wanted to wake up. Why am I not waking up?!

         I had never felt so alone. It didn't matter that I could hear people screaming, I knew no one was actually there. Frankly, hearing the screaming was just making me even more lonely.

-----

Dream Two 

         My next dream was just plain weird. Not that my first dream wasn't, but this was different. In this dream, there was no odd, mysterious hallway, no screaming, and I wasn't alone. I was in a dorm room. My dorm room. At the college I apparently went to. I don't know how I knew that it was my dorm room in this college that was apparently my college, I just knew. That's how dreams work, right? You automatically just know what's going on in dreams.

         The only thing is, it didn't exactly look a dorm room. There was just one huge bed that took up the entire room. The bed literally touched all four walls all the way across the room. On the wall across from the head of the bed, was a huge flat screen TV that covered the whole wall. On the TV, a movie was playing. I don't remember what movie it was. I'm not entirely sure I ever knew. I just knew there was a movie playing.

        Apparently, me and my roommate were hosting a sleepover. There were four of us in the room. I knew one of the girls, but the other three girls, I had never met. The girl I knew was not my roommate, oddly. One of the other girls was my roommate.

       We were all sitting on the bed, obviously since there was absolutely no floor space, watching the movie, eating popcorn, talking, and laughing. We were all having a good time. Even me.

        But, as much fun as I was having, I was still aware. I knew that non of this was real. I was still asleep and still dreaming. The more I kept thinking about it, the more I lost the happiness that I had been feeling moments earlier. The more I felt alone. Again. It didn't matter that in this dream, I wasn't really alone. Three other people were there. One of which I knew. Was friends with, even. Non of those facts mattered. I still felt so alone.