SHORT STORY COMPETITION

Excerpt 1

Ever had a dream so real that it almost blurred the boundary of real and imagination. Like when you woke up from the sleep, everything for a while felt out of place. Like you don't belong here. Everything in the place seems unknown. But after only a minute or two, you get back your senses, that you are in reality and everything was a dream.

But, how even did you end up dreaming, and that too so real that you almost forgot yours for a minute or two? And just because what you are feeling now, how are you so sure what you are feeling now is the reality? What is real? What is a dream? And how do all of us know which is which? Because if you know, I need to know how to do it.

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I was just standing lying there in my room when suddenly I had a thought—a simple idea of imagination with no previous motto. A spell came to my mind. I just went to my bathroom, again if asked, I don't know why I did it. And then I chanted the spell. I don't know what sounds I was making, because I haven't heard any dialect or language that sounded like that. I was sure it wasn't Asian and neither western. But it also felt like it wasn't a language in itself. It sounded, like the ones coming from stars and suns, illegible but maybe, something of a language that we still don't understand. Anyway, when I finished chanting, there was nothing. As expected, nothing. Truth to be told I wasn't expecting anything to be happening as well, and I was right on the mark. And suddenly started rising small square tiles like things from everywhere covering the whole bathroom. I panicked, and the first thing I looked at was the door, but there was no door. I just came inside from the door, but where is it? Why is there no door anymore? I screamed and yelled, but those black continued to rise until I was in a dark room.

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