A/N: Instead of writing a letter to my dreams (because I don't really know how that is done...) I decided to write down a few dreams of mine that I find interesting. Maybe they'll become future prompts? Who knows?
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March 1st - Something happens that makes people commit terrible tasks - such as arson, murder, etc. - but once they go to sleep after the deed is completed, they have no memory of it ever taking place. A group of friends in a small town remain unaffected, I am one of these people. We're all trying to stop it before it starts happening to our small group, but one of us goes missing and one of us gets killed. When we hear this news, I am in a panic and I end up waking myself trying to figure out who did it.
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May 18th - In this dream I was not myself. I was a 16-17 year old living in a two story house. I have a balcony that nearly touches a tree by the house. The tree connects my friend's and my balconies. My friend's name is Carson/Carter?
I had just confessed that I had a small crush liking "Carsen." He confesses that he is gay and is planning on running away to find his brother, who had ran away for being gay as well. He wanted to find him, move out, and come back for me when they were safe. He had just left when the dream began.
It is dark and I'm in my bed. Tears are drying on my cheeks from saying goodbye. There is a letter on my balcony giving me clues to where he (Carsen) is going and says that he will contact me when he gets there (wherever brother, Camdon, is). The next day I go to school and get a lot of shit from peers/parents because they know that I knew he was leaving. Parents, teachers, peers, and even the police show up to ask about him. I keep my mouth shut and a teacher invites me over after school to talk, she sees this deed as bravery. On the way to the teacher's house, I got nervous and start walking home. Zombies appear out of no where, one or two at first, then tons appear and I'm running to get home. They're too fast for me and I start falling - Carsen appears out of no where and grabs my hand, helping me run faster. We climb the tree and get in his room with his brother. Our parents are zombies- they are banging on the bedroom door. Then outside, we see that one zombie has triumphantly made it up the tree and onto the balcony. We brace ourselves, but I wake up.
Good enough for now!
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Prompts - 2016
AcakJust been taking some time to do short writing with prompts. I'm not gonna edit these too much and I'm not sure how many I'll post, I'm just kinda doing this for fun at the moment. Hope you enjoy it!
