I awoke from my sleep at 4:00 am. I had no idea why I woke so early but I didn't pay attention. I had a dream I was thinking about at the time. I was eating cereal at the table from what I could remember, and my girlfriend was living with me. The dream was so real but not possible in anyway, my girlfriend still lived with her parents, and I live with my grandma, mom, and dad. I stood up from the bed upstairs and went to go brush my teeth. I turned the ice cold knob slowly and watched how elegant the flow and sound of water was. It was almost like paradise, but my life isn't paradise, it's not elegant, and I'm not water. I can't dream about this anymore, I need to wake up. But I can't, I'm in a deep sleep, in a world of anger and hatred. I'm completely awake, but still in deep sleep and no one can fix me. I fantasize every thing I see being peaceful, but then realise I'm nothing like it and continue on. I can feel the soft warmth of the water droplets hitting my hand as I look into the mirror. I see nothing at all. Just the wall behind me. I'm just dreaming. But am I? I will never know but for now, I need to wake.
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High School
Teen Fiction16 year old Shamus is living an okay 10th grade life, but there's one problem. Every since Shamus started high school he has been getting bad, from stealing things, to sneaking off-campus with his friends, Riko, Nicky, Alexander, and John. Read this...
