Uncertainty is one of the worst things to experience. It causes so much unnecessary worry and anxiety. But one of the greatest feelings in the world is establishing yourself and making up your mind on what it is that you want. I haven’t had the pleasure of feeling that yet, but I can feel it coming on, I just know that if I keep trying, I’ll understand what it is that I want.
What do I want?
The breeze plays with my hair and I shiver as the waves hit me, the salty water soaks my shorts. I look around and find myself in the middle of the ocean, no land in sight. The odd thing is, the water is so shallow. It only comes to my waist and I’m able to touch the sandy bottom. “Will?”
I hear nothing, but the light waves of the water and my own voice echo. That’s odd. He’s usually always waiting for me. I walk forward, hoping that maybe land will pop up, or a sail boat or something with come to my rescue because none of this is really making sense. I haven’t had one of these types of dreams before. But alas, no land or boat shows itself and I start to worry.”Will!” I shout to the endless water.
I start to feel the sand beneath my feet shudder violently, as if it’s going to split and I dive my head below the water to witness that it is indeed splitting apart, revealing a dark abyss that makes my heart drop. I’m only able to faintly see a figure by the rays of the sun that are able to penetrate through. Curiosity gets the better of me as I descend down deeper towards this figure. I swim farther and farther and it doesn’t seem like I’m getting any closer to it and I’m losing my patience faster than I’m losing my breath.
Just when I’ve had enough, I start to look up, to swim back to the surface. But I notice the top and any light shining through it starts to close. I kick my feet as fast as I can, to reach it before it’s too late, but I don’t seem to move at all as I’m enclosed in complete darkness.
I try to reassure myself that nothing here is real, that I’m only dreaming. As I float for what seems like an eternity, I’m wishing for Will to come to me, to save me from this, he’s the only one that can. But nothing comes for me and after a while I start to feel hopeless, that maybe I won’t wake up, that maybe I’ll be here for forever. Alone.
I look back down below and see a faint light, where I thought I had seen the figure, but there’s no way to really be sure of that. I stay still, floating. As the light approaches me, I realize that it’s a flame. A small flame, brightly burning here in front of me, underneath the water .It makes even less sense than most of the things that have been a happening. I hesitantly reach my hands toward it, but it starts to descend again. I stay where I am though, not trusting where it’s going. It falls until it looks like It has hit the bottom and the flame spreads like it has caught gasoline on the ocean’s floor and with the sudden burst of light it illuminates the figure I had seen before, only now it was not just a mysterious black outline, but a boy.
My heart thumps wildly in my chest as I swim towards the motionless body. I assume the worst as I get closer and I swim as fast as my body can possibly go. I’m about to reach him, and as the realization crashes on me that this isn’t just any boy. It’s Will.
It seems like a cruel coincidence that as I come to this conclusion, Will’s body starts to fall. He’s not conscious, obviously, and he can’t help himself. Horrified, I reach towards him, hoping to catch his shirt, to keep him from falling into the flames of the ocean floor. As I hopelessly swim down to him, it’s in vain because before I know it, I’m yanked up at an incredible speed, up and away from Will.
I cry out as I see him disappear into the flames.
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