Sleep. Wake. Sleep Wake.
Nightly, Constantly alternating between these two modes.
I close my eyes and are Transported to another reality. In these dreams I see with clarity and remember them, as well as I would the previous day.
Too bad I am forget...
I wake up several times during the night, and I find it very easy to slip into a dream each time, therefore every day I have many dreams. I am lucky that I can remember each one, like a memory from a couple of hours ago. I will write them because I love them, these dreams of mine. They are quite weird though.
Cooking for Family.
The curtain rises, and through my eyes I see a blue stove. The familiar voices from my family ring through the house. From downstairs, Brother Yells "I'M STARVING!". Father's Deep voice booms "I'M HUNGRY!". Mother's tired voice tells me to make some food. I can hear the creak of the stairs. Is she coming downstairs? I am frightened.
I now have many ingredients on the counter, and the oil is sizzling in the pan. A Mango becomes cut, and I put more butter into the pan. The pan is a pot, and the amount of mangoes triple in size. I sprinkle sugar inside, and they become golden. Bubble Bubble, I think the Oil became water. I can smell it and taste it by looking at the pot. Sweet,golden soft. They will be eaten soon. My mouth turns gummy and I start to go for it. In my hand, It is beautiful. Anticipating,I bring it to my lips and-
I pulled my body from unconsciousness. I need to wash dishes before Mother Wakes.
Cereal, My love
The eyes open and I see the world. The hazy blurry fogged world. I look down at my hands, which are shifting, and bulging and bubbling. I am not scared, but interested. So I plop one into my mouth, and feel and taste it, and it tastes normal. So when I take it out, it looks normal. I do the same to my other and I look out the window. It is green and black, and red, so I stop looking. My hand is safe.
My legs are like logs, and that is good enough for me, so I raise them into the air . Because of that action, a bowl slides down my legs and into my lap. I am exited. A bright pink cereal fills up the bowl. From the ceiling I can see how I down the entire contents. I taste a chemical strawberry taste, and smell a chemical strawberry smell. My throat burns from eating it, but it was delicious.
The Bowl becomes filled with a chocolate version of the cereal. I stare it this intently. The flakes look fake. I don't believe that this is real cereal. I come back to my eyes. But, I love the cereal so much that I will look past this. I warn it sternly that I will not it past the next time. Tut Tut. This time I take careful little bites to punish this faker. It took a long time to eat I feel, but it didn't take a long time. After I finish eating, I taste it. I am so happy I let this one through. The chocolate tasted like chocolate, it almost tasted real!
The Bowl becomes filled again with bran flakes. I eat it. I don't dislike it. I don't like it. It is bran.
Afterwards, the empty bowl becomes a plate. I take a bit of the cereal from my belly and put it onto the plate. I stare at it and I like it. Two little spots of cereal, and one sorrowful, pitiable, joyless, despicable, sorry excuse for cereal. I will stand by it though.
I wake up. It is hot and I kick off my blanket. I am so tired. Sleep.
Taco bell missed adventure
Somehow, In the middle of my room is a card table. A Giant of a man, a suspicious-looking guy, Brother, are all sitting by it. My view is of the entire room, Everyone and everything is seen at once. There is a laptop displaying a Try not to laugh video. The suspicious looking-guy is losing. Huge dude is almost cracking a smile. My brother and I are emotionless. They are amateurs to us, for we have browsed the internet so long that this is not problem.
I think the Huge dude is one of my brother's friends, and I think the suspicious guy is too. At least I hope he is. The suspicious guy has a screeching laugh and is in hysterics. Smacking the table with his paddle-ish hands and slapping the huge dude on the back and such. Finally the video is over. Suspicious guy is wiping a tear from his eyes. He has such shaggy and long hair I was surprised he could even find his eye in that sea of hair. The huge dude is chuckling now. His deep voice instantly calms me. Huge dude leans back in his chair and pats his stomach. "Dude, I'm hungry." Suspicous dude laughed. "You're always hungry." My brother leans in. "Actually I was getting hungry too."
We all leaned into him. Huh? The stick? Suspicious dude laughed again. "You? Hungry?" He got out of his seat and looked out the window. "What are you looking for?" Huge dude asked. "Pigs with wings." We all laughed. "I get hungry too." Brother said, laughing. "Once in a million years, you get hungry." Suspicious dude said. Huge dude stood. "Well, for this once in a lifetime opportunity, you will be fed. What ever do you wish to eat? Sir stick?" Brother stood. "Taco Bell."
Huge dude walked around to where I was sitting and patted my entire head with a single hand, much to my annoyance. "What doth the Sir's sister want?"He asked. " One of those cool ranch taco shell things." I answered. "At your service Milady." He did a fake deep bow.
Some time passed while I was alone. I watched some more try not to laugh comps.
When they returned ,they were all smiles. Something happened without me and I wasn't sure what it was.
I then awoke to my mother. I guess I slept too late.
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GROUP IMAGE
↓ Big friendly guy ↓ My Brother ↓ Suspicous dude
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