Dreams

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It was the vault final in 2012.  I was living the dream I created, the dream that I had spent the last 8 years training for.  Any normal person would have said I was crazy, but me, I was having the time of my life.  I had alreay had the team gold and in less then an hour I'll have the vault gold.  I was pumped and ready to go, Elsabeth went down and so did Yamilet, there was two less to beat.  I was up in 2 people so I went though a few of my stretches and got ready to go.

My first vault which is a Amanar.  I stuck it but had a step on the landing, never mind it was good enough the gold was already mine.  I was just about to do my second vault when there straight behind me was Kate Middleton, oh my fucking gosh, i couldn't believe it seriously she was here, watching me.  My second vault is a round-off half-on, full twist off.  I have been doing it for like 6 years.  Never once had I fallen on it.  When the flag rose I took a deep breathe knowing that the gold was mine and went.

FUCK

I fell on a vault that i had been doing for years now, and at the Olympics.  Now I had to wait to see if I would even medal, arghh I hate waiting.

I'm not sure what happened for a little bit there, but I remeber getting my medal thinking that I did land my vault but my brain fell on the vault so I was still first, then the anthem was playing and I realised it wasn't mine, that I wasn't on that first place podium, that I had failed at what my country sent me here to do, WIN.

"arghhhhhhhhhhh" I woke up screaming with my best friend by Kyla by my side whispering something like "It's ok it was only a dream, your in bed and I'm right here next to you."

I'd been having the same dream, I mean nightmare, for a month now and it wasn't stopping, that stupid final kept replaying over and over again in my head and I don't think it was planning on stopping anytime soon.  Anyway after this tour I'm never doing gymnastics again.

"Kyla can I ask you something?"

"Sure, you can always ask me anything."

"Why am I still having this dream?  London was over a month ago and I'm never going back anyway so it's not like I should worry about it, should I?"

"Personaly I think your brain has a message for you that your not willing to admit to, think about it, I'm sure you'll find out soon enough."

While giving Kyla a hug i whispered a thanks and told her to go back to sleep I'm alright at the moment.  Seriously Kyla is bearly getting any sleep I'm kinda worried, how do I tell her not to come to my aid when I'm having nightmares, she's keeping me sane.

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