Seeping Into Reality

Olympia

I reached forward for the knife, the one that would end this feud once and for all...

That's when my eyes flew open and I caught myself reaching out at my nightstand, for a knife that wasn't even there.

I rubbed my eyes and groaned. What was it with that dream? I thought to myself as I got out of bed. It's a story that has been continuing for a long time.

"Olympia?" I heard my mother call. "I'm leaving for work, breakfast is on the table and don't be late for school."

"Okay Mom." I said back while walking into the kitchen. Silently eating my bagel, I looked upon old family photos of my Dad, Josh; soldier in the Army. He was shot and they weren't able to save him, so now it was just me and my mom, Janelle. She works a full time job at a local business that goes by the name of Crabby Authors.

Crabby Authors is a writing and publishing company for young adults to go and to write, print and bind their own stories. I mean, I've done it once or twice but I like keeping my writing to myself.

I finished my bagel and began to get ready. Sweatshirts and jeans. My life.

I packed my backpack with my binders and books and walked out to the bus stop. As I waited for the bus, I looked around at the trees.

Leaves seemed to dance off their branches and do pirouettes down to the earth below, as the grass welcomed them with open arms. I smiled as more colored leaves began to dance, showing that winter was underway.

My thoughts were broken as the bus pulled up to the corner. I climbed onto the bus and began walking down the aisle. Imagining myself as a prisoner on death row, taking those final few steps until death.

I plopped down in a seat away from everyone else. Allowing my thoughts to wander....

The houses became small cottages and the trees became plentiful. The bus took the shape of a carriage and phones shifted into books. We soon arrived at a castle where many people swarmed like bees. I hopped of the carriage, by bag on my back. I approached the castle in a amazement...

Everything came back, I was not back in medieval times, I was in present day and at school. So much for a fun adventure with kings, queens and knights.

I weaved my way through everyone to get to my locker. My honey blonde hair falling into my face as I did. Opening my locker, I put my hair up and put my backpack into the compact space.

I took my books out for my first class. The thing that sucks about being a freshman in highschool, you have to make your way through seniors. Being 5'9", I was about as tall as them. But they all knew I was a freshman.

Sitting down in first period English, I opened up my book and began to read. Words flied off the page and shaped a new world around me of something completely unreal...at least to some people.