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I lived in a shut-in society. It had walls a few stories high and had a magical protective dome around it. The people inside grew up to believe that the outside world contained only death and destruction. That it was a barren wasteland (not that any of us ever saw it). One day, I was going to a friend's workplace to hang out with them while they were on break. We were laughing and joking around until we had strayed too far from the workplace and came upon the wall. I always avoided the wall because it had a deep, sinister look to it, but today I was struck with a deep curiosity. Nobody went to the top of that wall; *****ody looked outside. But I wanted to. So I scaled the wall until I came to the top of it. I looked down and saw that there were trees turning the color of autumn, patches of grass upon the ground. And I saw a movement. There was a creature scurrying through the brush, its red coat popping out against the dull surrounding. It was a fox. It stopped and stared up at me with its beady eyes full of wisdom and sadness and then it ran and disappeared. Something about the fox made me want to reach out to that world. So I did. I brought my hand forward. When I did...it touched the dome and made a tiny hole where my finger went through. I waited to see if it would close up, but it didn't. Thinking I would get into trouble, I quickly got down from the wall and I never told anyone what happened up there. Later that week...people started dropping dead for no reason. Hours after they "died", their skin would turn purple, blue, and black. Their eyes would sink into their flesh and leave black pits. Anyone who came near those people would die too. I didn't understand what was happening until I observed it happening. There was a mist. It was a type of creature that didn't have a physical body It would enter through people's mouths while they were unaware and then it would paralyze its victims so they appeared dead, then after a few hours it would start sucking the life from them, sucking as much nutrients from the body until the people actually died. The mist got to my mother and my grandmother. I tried to save them. Their lips were starting to turn blue as the mist creature was already starting to drain the life from my family members. I did something insane. I pressed my mouth against their lips, and the creatures, seeing an easy victim, transferred from their body to mine. The first creature that invaded hurt a lot and felt like I was suffocating. Somehow I managed to be able to semi-function though. And then I got the second creature to fall for my plan. By then, I was in utter agony. But I could still move. I was somehow immune to whatever they did to paralyze their victims. I'm sure the creatures didn't know, or else they would've tried to get out. I called an emergency line to make sure that people would come to rescue my mom and grandmother and then I ran. I ran away from everyone and everything in a blind hurry to get those creatures inside of me as far away from everyone as I possibly could. The sheer power of my will drove me, because the pain was my entire world in that moment. But...for some reason, I kept thinking back to the fox as I was realizing my doom. Something about it bothered me. Something about it was just...off. I don't remember what happened after that thought because I was in too much pain. Then I woke up.
2013-12-12 18:28:33
I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of *****e under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.
2013-12-05 07:16:06
brushing my teeth
2013-11-08 03:06:00
I had a dream about my field hockey team and myself playing in this big playoff game that if we win would send us into the championship game for sectionals. My dream picked up with the team in overtime and it was still scoreless with only two minutes left to play. My team did not have control of the ball and it looked as if the other team was going to score, they were putting pressure on the defense and a frenzy was starting around the goal. I came back from playing forward to help out the defense and the ball was finally cleared away from the net just when the buzzer sounded. Everyone stood around in shock wondering what will happen next since there was no score and this was a playoff game. Is there another overtime play or a shootout? The referees met in the middle of the field and called the captains over from both teams to discuss what would happen next. Our captains came running back to the bench to tell the coach and the team that we were going into a shootout. Each team had to select 5 players. I was selected by my coach to be the fifth and last shooter. Each team had to remain on the sidelines while the shooters met with the refs on the field and reviewed the rules of the shootout. All the fans were standing on the sidelines holding their breaths as the first shooter went from the other team. Our goalie made a fantastic stop and now we alternated and our first shooter goes and misses. This keeps going with no one scoring from each team. Finally the fifth shooter from the other team is up and she is their number one player who has a powerful slapshot. She dribbles up and tries to do a fake move on our goalie but she choked and out goalie made a fantastic stop! Now it was my turn as I try to jump up and down to shake the nerves away. I have 10 seconds to score and the ref signals me to begin. There was not a sound around except for the beating of my heart which was so loud I thought everyone could hear it. I started towards the goalie dribbling the ball. I deked to the right and moved to the left. The goalie dove to the ground anti*****ting my shot to block it but instead as she dropped down I flicked it up over her and the ball soared into the net…..GOAL!! All of a sudden the refs signaled the game was over, we were the winners and the whole team came running from the sidelines screaming and jumping on me like a dog pile. Next thing I see in my dream is myself standing on the field brushing myself off and looking around, not seeing the fans or parents, but seeing college coaches standing around with clip boards taking down a lot of notes and some even talking to my coach. My coach looked over at me and smiled then continued taking to a recruiter. Next thing I knew it was time to wake up and get ready for school.
2013-11-06 16:48:31


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