That Dream--Rachel

I am 12 years old, on an early Tuesday morning approximately 4:02am. I am finally closing my eyes to go to sleep after religiously watching Grey’s Anatomy . While lying in bed, I look up at the dark open space of nothing as I begin to blink slower, and slower, and slower. I am finally asleep. In a realm of complete calm and serenity, it begins. I wake up to what seems like my reality. I am in my room with the sun beaming through my dark, black curtains. The house feels empty, quiet. From my room, I yell “Is anyone home?” Silence. I figure I will just stay in my room and start binge watching Courage the Cowardly Dog . Episodes pass, I begin to get sleepy again. My blinks become slower and slower, and again, I am asleep. What seems to feel like hours later, I wake up to complete chaos and many screams. I get up from bed in a panic, profusely sweating, and immediately run to my window to see my fate. The neighborhood – MY neighborhood! – is a complete disaster. Street lights have caved down and smashed into fragments of my neighbor’s home, cars are flipped upside down, other houses are completely shattered. However, the only house not destroyed is mine. I begin to question what happened, and why. I sit on my bed, and many thoughts begin to pour into my brain. Is this why my family left me? Am I the chosen one to fight for the world, to restore peace and tranquility? I remove my pajamas, and change into a fresh set of clothes, and put on sturdy boots to cover my cold feet. I have a different state of mind now. I feel like Wonder Woman. I walk downstairs, open the front door, step outside, and face my new reality. I am, again, in complete shock when I look around at my surroundings. I get struck by something electric, which seemed to fall from the sky. I open my eyes and realize I was thrusted to the floor by this “something” which fell from the sky. I then look up, left, right, and up again, and to my astonishment, the sky was really falling. I begin seeing fragments of the sky crack apart and fall to the floor. I run quickly to safety, and as I am running, I turn back again to see my surroundings, and I am once again awe-struck. The fragments of sky have now turned into flying jellyfish, which I vaguely remember from an episode of Spongebob Squarepants . Was this another episode I was being featured in? Was my new reality now on the set of a cartoon show? I look down at my feet and my sturdy boots have been replaced with cheap sandals. My clothes are also different, and I am dressed as an Avatar. This is the moment I realized I was the “chosen one.” I look to my right and see a Nerf gun so I pick it up to try it out. The Nerf gun actually shoots out laser beams, and incinerates everything it touches. I realize that I have a new set of responsibilities in my new reality. With each new outfit, I am given a new role. I begin to shoot the flying jellyfish one by one and they are all incinerated. All of a sudden, it gets dark and it begins to rain. I felt like I was in an action movie, with my laser gun in one hand, a mixture of rain and tears rolling down my face. I am fighting for humanity, and my outfit is cute while doing so. By killing each jellyfish, I feel like I gain more power, strength, and courage. At the end of my journey, I see the Queen Jellyfish, pink with vibrant purple polka dots. I realize this is my final mission, and I must finish it with dignity. I begin to shoot the laser gun as fast as I can, and my hands start to cramp up. I continue to fight through the pain, and finally, the Queen Jellyfish is dead. The rain stopped, and sunshine beamed through the dark clouds. I look up to the sun light, and immediately collapse from exhaustion. I wake up again but this time, I am in my bed. I have woken up from a dream that made me feel like a hero. I gained a sense of relief as if I have just saved mankind. Technically, I did. That dream.