LUCID

This world is conflated in cruelty, shame, and hatred. At least that’s what teenager Claire thinks. Sometimes while she’s looking at her sister and hearing the replay of all the names her sister is called. It can happen when she sees the front door swing open, in the middle of night, strange women walk inside wrapped around her dads neck. Though, it mostly happens when she’s awoken from a beautiful lucid dream, and brought back to her room. Even to her is more like a cage, holding another victim of society in its walls. Because maybe this world isn’t ready to see what it’s done to her? Or reverse, she’s not ready for them to see the product of what happened to her. As depressing as this might sound, this story isn't much about that. It’s more about a sister recovering, and learning to care about herself again. A friend trying to bring joy to those miserable eyes that once would dance. Mostly about a girl that could find a sanctuary in her sleep. And her undying devotion to be brought back, no matter what it meant.