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"Who are you? Describe yourself."
Everything somehow became quieter even though not a sound had been made before. Either that or the silence became overwhelming.
"Well I uh, I am 14 years old and I like to..." He cut me off.
"Not like that. Not the basic information. I want to know who you really are."
I'd known what he meant I just didn't have an answer. I looked down and watched one of my feet repeatably slip in front of and then back behind my other foot. I tried to think about a good answer but for some reason I couldn't come up with a thing, only the "basic information". I barely knew myself. I knew my own thoughts, emotions, interests, and yet somehow I couldn't bring myself to answer this question.
I looked up into his deep blue eyes and answered the question with complete honesty. "I don't know."
He furrowed his eyebrows and ended the eye contact by lifting his chin and staring upward. The disappointment was clear on his face and I decided it would be best to leave. I got up from the chair I was sitting in and turned and it was in this moment that I realized my surroundings.
There were no walls. It was just an ongoing darkness. I looked back at the man I had been talking to who was still frozen in place. He hadn't moved. I didn't recognize him and began to question why I had been talking to him in the first place.
I wanted to leave more than anything at this point. I sat on the floor in a panic not knowing what to do. This floor, the man, the chair, and I were the only existing things in this place.
I suddenly sprung up and fell down onto my bedroom floor. I looked around and recognized everything I saw and breathed in with relief. I had just been dreaming again. I continue to have this reoccurring nightmare and I never realize I'm dreaming every time it happens.
I don't understand why I have this dream anyways. Most people get nightmares with people dying or getting chased by a murderer or something scary and mine consists of me being stuck with a man who wants to know who I am. What kind of nightmare is that?
I laid on my floor and I didn't really have the motivation to get up. I didn't really feel like doing anything to be honest. I would rather be back asleep and unconscious but almost every time I go to sleep I get that same nightmare again. I've felt like this for the past week and I'm not entirely sure why since I'm usually more energetic. I ended up just staying where I was and staring up at my ceiling.
I suddenly heard a beep from across the room and debated getting up to check my phone. I felt like avoiding people and I really didn't want to get up but I forced myself to anyways so I didn't worry anyone.
"Hey are you busy today?"
I read over the text groaning because no, I was not busy and I knew if I said that she would ask to hang out which I did not want to do. I can't lie however because I have some horrible guilt issues and I would not cope well with having to deal with myself after.
"Hello?"
I looked back down at my phone and realized how long I had spent just trying to think of how to respond. I didn't think simple decisions like this were supposed to be so hard to make.
"Yeah sorry I zoned out" I said being truthful. "No not really I'm super tired and I'm just thinking of having a lazy day ya know and just kinda watch some tv alone in my room." That seemed like a nice way to decline hanging out since I knew the question was coming.
"Ah alright. You've been saying you're tired a lot lately. You doing alright?" she asked.
I pondered telling the truth and telling her about how I didn't feel so okay but I didn't want to go through the trouble of talking about it. Too much work.
"Yeah I'm fine just lost some sleep from staying up late with homework. Well I'm gonna go eat some breakfast so I'll talk to you later." I actually did lie in that case. I haven't had much of an appetite lately so I didn't desire eating any food. I just went back into my bed and decided I was too... I'm not sure how to describe this feeling but I just wanted to be asleep.
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Who Are You?
Teen FictionIt's a story basically about growing up and figuring out who you are. Trying new things, meeting new people, and changing with new experiences and views. I think this is something everyone can relate to.