Please let me know what you think, and if this story (my story) is even worthwhile. I've highlighted in bold what lana is thinking in her dream or what shes saying to herself. Thanks guys.
Im here again. I dont even have to open my eyes to see where i am, i can smell the rotting stench coming from the black shadowy figues infront of me, hear their aggressive shouting to one another and i feel myself shiver from the coldness that oozes deep from each and everyone of them. I motivate myself to open my eyes and face the monsters infront of me because i've learned that the dream wont let me see him until i do. I open my round brown eyes and i see everything, we are sat at a rectangular mahogony dining table, that seemed to stretch on as far as my eyes could see, in a dimly lit room with blood red walls. I knew we were having some sort of meeting, i could tell because the monsters seemed to be arguing about something but as usual i pay no mind, i just want to see him again. As if i am a robot with no control over my body i quickly stand and put my hand up, with my palm facing towards the monsters in a gesture that implies 'stop talking'. With all the respect they have for me they instantly stop talking, most of them look down and only the brave few look at my hand, but not one dares to look upon my face. Once again i ask myself 'why do they fear me?'.
I turn left and see a beautiful, big, intricately designed wooden door, and before anyone can stop me i push the door with all my might and am momentarily blined by the sunlight. I can feel each ray of sunlight touching my skin, every tinkle of warmth it gives me, this is what i love about the dream all my senses are somehow heightened and i love every second of it. Finally, im so close to seeing him, i walk along the side of the castle and see the top of mountains in the distance and as usual nothing below them because everything seems to be covered by fog, i once thought they were clouds but thats a stupid idea because that would suggest this huge castle is high up on a mountain top somewhere and how would i survive with little to no air to breathe? hahaha thats madness.
He's here. I see him in the pool on the balcony, with the sun ight above him he looks like an angel, and hes all mine. Perfect. Now all thats left of the dream is i run to him, rip my shirt off on the way and jump in the pool with him, then we kiss and i wake up. "I can do this, its almost over" i say to myself. I feel his eyes on me, desperately waiting for me to join him and for some reason my body craves him just as much. I, well the dream i wastes no time by running as fast as my legs can take me and when i jump in to the pool, he takes me in to his grasp and i gasp from the painful yet exhilirating shock his fingers give me and he kisses me, but this kiss is different, after having the same dream every night for a month this kiss just feels different, we both break apart for breath. "uh oh, this isn't right, the dream should have ended by now". I stare at him with shock, his beautiful tan skin looks as if its glowing and his golden hair looks as yellow as the sun, but the most beautiful part of him i cant look away from are his electrifying blue eyes, they are so mesmerising. "Dont worry my love". "I could listen to him speak all day... WAIT! He's speaking!" i think. "This is the last time i visit you, the time has finally come my sweet allanah and this time i'll make sure we're together forever", with that said he kissed my lips once more before i woke up to "SUPRISE!"
"Aargh" i screamed completely freaked out which as a result had me falling off my bed, and accidently hitting my mums ankle making her drop the birthday cake on my head. "Well that WAS a suprise" said my annoying little brother who quickly took a picture of my embarrassing state and then ran off. "Oh honey im so so sorry." apologised my mother whilst picking up the plate and chunks of cake from my hair. "It's fine mum, i was just having a weird dream and freaked out, sorry i hurt your ankle". I looked up to see my mum smirking, which was kinda scary since she still had bed-head which was making her look like a crazy hobo lady, i shouldn't have put it past my mum to go cray cray over night because she threw the plate on the floor and started jumping on my bed whilst screaming 'happy 18th lana!'.
