A Dream...Or Not A Dream, That Is The Question (Part 1)
I have had a dream that I cannot distinguish or determine as reality or fiction. This is the first part of it in which yesterday I dreamed of the sequel to it. The second part I know is a dream, but the first part is the part that I do not know if it actually happened or was just a dream. Here it is to the best of my memory:
It is just a normal day. I have this friend who lives a good distance away. I don't remember his name, but somehow we were good friends. We were pretty young, I couldn't drive, I had no internet, but I knew him somehow. Well, one day we decided to go hang out in his area...gray area in my mind too...and I agreed to it, so I asked my mom to take me and she agreed. We were driving down the freeway and I just remember the scenery that we were passing, the trees, bushes, and rock formations. After a pretty long drive, we reach wherever it is that we were suppose to be. So I get out and my mom leaves and I ring the bell, my friend answers the door and invites me in. We are just having fun and messing around. His other friends are there. I think I am older then all of them, so they kind of look at me with high regard.
We decide to go to my friend's school because he was in a play or something and was one of the best actors in his class, so we all walk there. And when we reach the school, he goes to get ready while me and his friends are just talking and waiting to be let in and take our seats. When the time comes, we do and we take our seats. It was a Christmasy type of play, and my friend was good. And one part calls for an audience member to go up on stage and be a part of it. My friend was the one who had to pick and that bastard chose me. So I go on stage and am a part of it now. There was a girl that really stood out to me. She was a blonde girl. She was in the play, but it seemed like she didn't want to be there. And as I was up there, I just seemed to be interacting with her. The play ended. Audience applauds and we get off the stage...that little blonde girl was a brunette after the show because the blonde hair was a wig, and as it turns out I believe that she is my friend's sister.
We all were talking about the play and everything and walking back to my friend's house, it was my friend, his sister, and me. And we get there, but the happy scene in the afternoon seemed to have changed once it was night. Their parents were home. Just the mom because she was a single parent raising 2 or 3 kids. And I don't remember what happens in between, but then we are all outside. I was told not to go outside, but I go out anyways and see that the mom had a big stick in her hands and was hitting my friend and his sister. They were both lying on the ground, covered in dirt and mud...crying. And I go up to her and tell her to stop. She doesn't listen to me. I am only a kid, and tells me to go back in. I refuse and am lieing down next to my friend and his sister getting hit by the big stick she had in her hands. I take it and finally understand what my friend and his sister were going through, and I this is for the first time that I have ever felt any sense of family. I felt connected to him and his sister as if they were my brother and sister. After she decides she is done with us, she tells them to go to their rooms and clean up, and she tells me to clean up and if I ever told anyone she would kill my friend and his sister. I didn't want that to happen, so I just held it in. I cleaned up and was talking to my friend. I told him I would help him and get him out of this place...and his sister too...my mom came and picked me up, and I didn't tell anyone...
A Dream...Or Not A Dream, That Is The Question (Part 2)
So I am older now. Probably as old as I am now. I am driving, traveling somewhere. I begin to look around me and I see some familiar things. I see the trees, bushes, and rocks that I have seen before, but I cannot plug it in where. I continue with the route that I am traveling, and I end up at the same house that I was in before. I am amazed that I found it not intending to find it, and decide to see if my friend still lives there. I ring the doorbell, and a guy opens the door. He is tall, thin, and has curlyish, brown hair. It was my friend. We recognize eachother. We have our hello's and catch up. We then go to a community center or a school or something, and the same play that he was in before is being performed there. So we decide to watch it. It goes to the part where they call an audience member to join the play and once again I am called up to be a part of it. I am in the play and I am at the part when I talk to a little girl. And I flashback to that little blonde girl that I talked to the first time. I later found out was my friend's sister. And everything came rushing back...all the memories that I pushed away.
It was intermission, and I decided that I had to go. For some reason. I had to go home and then return. I left and did something, when I got back my friend had gone. And the play was almost over. I stayed and watched the rest of it and then everyone began clapping when it was over. I took off to my friend's house and his mom was home. She seemed bigger than before and I felt like the little kid I was when I first saw her. It was the same routine. She took my friend and me outside and this time she had a boyfriend, who disapproved of what she did, but didn't say anything to her. And I saw my friend's little sister, but she was all grown up. Still fearful of the situation and drawnback. We were standing this time. Her mom found another big stick and was telling us to hit the ground or she would hit our legs to make us go down. We got down, and she began to hit us. This time, no one cried...no one let out an ounce of pain. It was just routine...eating my friend and her sister alive. I couldn't take it anymore, and I got a stick as well and as she turned around talking to her boyfriend. Things got darker, and all of a sudden I was a kid again with the stick in my hand. I got up and swung and hit her in the ass hard. She fell down, and her boyfriend kept her down, finally speaking out about what she was doing was wrong. I look back and see my friend and his sister slowly disappearing. I was grown up again, and the house became beat up and old.
I had to find them. I went crazy trying to look for them. I began searching for my friend asking anyone passing by. I asked everyone to find out where he was, and people kept telling me different stories. Finally at a store, someone told me that he was right behind a rack of clothes. We meet and I see him...he is much healthier, meatier. I ask him for his number so I can call him on my cell phone...but he doesn't have a number to be reached at. He has been homeless for the past few years. Turns out that he got away from his mom after so long...and once he was out he was gone, but his sister never made it. So he stayed in town to try to get her out. He promised to get her out. He would go back to get her, but he couldn't because since he left, the mom kept a closer eye on his sister and soon enough she killed herself to get away from the abuse. His mom left since she had no reason to stay without her kids. And he has been living off snacks that his friends give to him because they own the store. Soon enough he begins to disappear as well, finding out that he committed suicide after his sister was gone, so what I saw was just another illusion. I was in shock and decided to go to the school again. As I went inside, the play was ending. As the actors came out, I saw little kids and suddenly a spotlight flashed and was on me and then I saw my friend, except he was a little kid again. He announced me to everyone and they all started to clap. I looked around and noticed that everyone around me had changed into little kids as well. I was the only older person around. As if I went back in time as an adult but everyone else remainded as kids. I saw my friend and his sister...smiling. They looked a lot happier. And it was because of me. I had acted out upon their mom and changed their fates. And then I was standing in the school alone. Everyone disappeared. I am now standing at a playground with one of those spinning things that you get on and someone pushes it to go around and around. Everyone was there...my friend, his sister, his little friends, etc. Everyone was just having fun on that spinning thing and then I woke up...
I know the second part is a dream because there are some parts that just don't make sense and it is more fantasy. Also some poeple were in it that I know wouldn't be in it in reality like Mr. Healy, Ant, Henry, and Tuoc. I don't know why I cannot tell if the first part is a dream or not...it just seemed so real. Maybe it is because my life is so bland that I want it to be true because it causes some drama...but then again, why can't I remember names and places and etc. I am usually good with that kind of stuff, and I don't think I would push it so far away that I would completely forget...and what happened to them if it were true...I didn't get them out...What does this all mean?!?!
I have had a dream that I cannot distinguish or determine as reality or fiction. This is the first part of it in which yesterday I dreamed of the sequel to it. The second part I know is a dream, but the first part is the part that I do not know if it actually happened or was just a dream. Here it is to the best of my memory:
It is just a normal day. I have this friend who lives a good distance away. I don't remember his name, but somehow we were good friends. We were pretty young, I couldn't drive, I had no internet, but I knew him somehow. Well, one day we decided to go hang out in his area...gray area in my mind too...and I agreed to it, so I asked my mom to take me and she agreed. We were driving down the freeway and I just remember the scenery that we were passing, the trees, bushes, and rock formations. After a pretty long drive, we reach wherever it is that we were suppose to be. So I get out and my mom leaves and I ring the bell, my friend answers the door and invites me in. We are just having fun and messing around. His other friends are there. I think I am older then all of them, so they kind of look at me with high regard.
We decide to go to my friend's school because he was in a play or something and was one of the best actors in his class, so we all walk there. And when we reach the school, he goes to get ready while me and his friends are just talking and waiting to be let in and take our seats. When the time comes, we do and we take our seats. It was a Christmasy type of play, and my friend was good. And one part calls for an audience member to go up on stage and be a part of it. My friend was the one who had to pick and that bastard chose me. So I go on stage and am a part of it now. There was a girl that really stood out to me. She was a blonde girl. She was in the play, but it seemed like she didn't want to be there. And as I was up there, I just seemed to be interacting with her. The play ended. Audience applauds and we get off the stage...that little blonde girl was a brunette after the show because the blonde hair was a wig, and as it turns out I believe that she is my friend's sister.
We all were talking about the play and everything and walking back to my friend's house, it was my friend, his sister, and me. And we get there, but the happy scene in the afternoon seemed to have changed once it was night. Their parents were home. Just the mom because she was a single parent raising 2 or 3 kids. And I don't remember what happens in between, but then we are all outside. I was told not to go outside, but I go out anyways and see that the mom had a big stick in her hands and was hitting my friend and his sister. They were both lying on the ground, covered in dirt and mud...crying. And I go up to her and tell her to stop. She doesn't listen to me. I am only a kid, and tells me to go back in. I refuse and am lieing down next to my friend and his sister getting hit by the big stick she had in her hands. I take it and finally understand what my friend and his sister were going through, and I this is for the first time that I have ever felt any sense of family. I felt connected to him and his sister as if they were my brother and sister. After she decides she is done with us, she tells them to go to their rooms and clean up, and she tells me to clean up and if I ever told anyone she would kill my friend and his sister. I didn't want that to happen, so I just held it in. I cleaned up and was talking to my friend. I told him I would help him and get him out of this place...and his sister too...my mom came and picked me up, and I didn't tell anyone...
A Dream...Or Not A Dream, That Is The Question (Part 2)
So I am older now. Probably as old as I am now. I am driving, traveling somewhere. I begin to look around me and I see some familiar things. I see the trees, bushes, and rocks that I have seen before, but I cannot plug it in where. I continue with the route that I am traveling, and I end up at the same house that I was in before. I am amazed that I found it not intending to find it, and decide to see if my friend still lives there. I ring the doorbell, and a guy opens the door. He is tall, thin, and has curlyish, brown hair. It was my friend. We recognize eachother. We have our hello's and catch up. We then go to a community center or a school or something, and the same play that he was in before is being performed there. So we decide to watch it. It goes to the part where they call an audience member to join the play and once again I am called up to be a part of it. I am in the play and I am at the part when I talk to a little girl. And I flashback to that little blonde girl that I talked to the first time. I later found out was my friend's sister. And everything came rushing back...all the memories that I pushed away.
It was intermission, and I decided that I had to go. For some reason. I had to go home and then return. I left and did something, when I got back my friend had gone. And the play was almost over. I stayed and watched the rest of it and then everyone began clapping when it was over. I took off to my friend's house and his mom was home. She seemed bigger than before and I felt like the little kid I was when I first saw her. It was the same routine. She took my friend and me outside and this time she had a boyfriend, who disapproved of what she did, but didn't say anything to her. And I saw my friend's little sister, but she was all grown up. Still fearful of the situation and drawnback. We were standing this time. Her mom found another big stick and was telling us to hit the ground or she would hit our legs to make us go down. We got down, and she began to hit us. This time, no one cried...no one let out an ounce of pain. It was just routine...eating my friend and her sister alive. I couldn't take it anymore, and I got a stick as well and as she turned around talking to her boyfriend. Things got darker, and all of a sudden I was a kid again with the stick in my hand. I got up and swung and hit her in the ass hard. She fell down, and her boyfriend kept her down, finally speaking out about what she was doing was wrong. I look back and see my friend and his sister slowly disappearing. I was grown up again, and the house became beat up and old.
I had to find them. I went crazy trying to look for them. I began searching for my friend asking anyone passing by. I asked everyone to find out where he was, and people kept telling me different stories. Finally at a store, someone told me that he was right behind a rack of clothes. We meet and I see him...he is much healthier, meatier. I ask him for his number so I can call him on my cell phone...but he doesn't have a number to be reached at. He has been homeless for the past few years. Turns out that he got away from his mom after so long...and once he was out he was gone, but his sister never made it. So he stayed in town to try to get her out. He promised to get her out. He would go back to get her, but he couldn't because since he left, the mom kept a closer eye on his sister and soon enough she killed herself to get away from the abuse. His mom left since she had no reason to stay without her kids. And he has been living off snacks that his friends give to him because they own the store. Soon enough he begins to disappear as well, finding out that he committed suicide after his sister was gone, so what I saw was just another illusion. I was in shock and decided to go to the school again. As I went inside, the play was ending. As the actors came out, I saw little kids and suddenly a spotlight flashed and was on me and then I saw my friend, except he was a little kid again. He announced me to everyone and they all started to clap. I looked around and noticed that everyone around me had changed into little kids as well. I was the only older person around. As if I went back in time as an adult but everyone else remainded as kids. I saw my friend and his sister...smiling. They looked a lot happier. And it was because of me. I had acted out upon their mom and changed their fates. And then I was standing in the school alone. Everyone disappeared. I am now standing at a playground with one of those spinning things that you get on and someone pushes it to go around and around. Everyone was there...my friend, his sister, his little friends, etc. Everyone was just having fun on that spinning thing and then I woke up...
I know the second part is a dream because there are some parts that just don't make sense and it is more fantasy. Also some poeple were in it that I know wouldn't be in it in reality like Mr. Healy, Ant, Henry, and Tuoc. I don't know why I cannot tell if the first part is a dream or not...it just seemed so real. Maybe it is because my life is so bland that I want it to be true because it causes some drama...but then again, why can't I remember names and places and etc. I am usually good with that kind of stuff, and I don't think I would push it so far away that I would completely forget...and what happened to them if it were true...I didn't get them out...What does this all mean?!?!
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