Tw// Implied Suicide
Dreaming.
Dreaming is what we do to escape our problems, our pains, and our reality. We dream about what we want, and sometimes they're out of our control. But we dream to forget, forget all that we want to; leaving behind the bad times and bringing ourselves joy. Sometimes our dreams are out of this world, something unachievable that we wish to have or to become; like having all the riches in the world, or becoming a superhero. We all dream, every single one of us, we all dream because something in our lives is missing.
I dream about everything I am not; wishing that I could be somebody better than me. I dream about me running down through towns, dancing and prancing about as everybody shouts my name, greeting me with enthusiasm. I laugh along with the townspeople, clapping with the children as they praise my arrival.
Everybody in my dream land loved me, and I loved them too.
But sadly, I have to awake from my dream land and come back to my dark and somber reality. I wake up to loud cries from my brother, complaining about school as I walk through the door, walking in the direction towards the train. I sit down in a seat, wishing my destination would appear faster as I gaze out of the window, longing to be back in my dream world.
I soon find myself standing before my high school, overlooking the building as I gazed at its tall structure seemed to peer at me in disappointment. As if my presence was disturbing it's dark aura. I wished desperately that I wasn't here, but I still had to go to school. I opened the door, walking up the set of stairs that seemed to go on forever; at least I was getting some form of exercise before I leave back to my dream world.
Finding myself peer off the edge of the balcony, the fence short and easy to climb over. I took off my shoes, leaving a short but spiteful note, "Finally, going home to all my real friends and family." It wrote. Spreading my arms and flying off the balcony; my open arms ready to embrace all my friends in my forever dreamland.
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