Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Dreams

Author’s Note:  This represents how we should appreciate our lives and dreams can teach us life lessons. You should always be grateful for what you're given. Nothing would be the same. What if you didn't have your parents, siblings or friends in your life?



    “I wish I never was born! Everyone and everything is terrible!” I shouted into my pillow and drifted off to sleep.
    The air rippled and I found myself in a farm field. “Where in the world am I?” I muttered to myself. I was speaking a language definitely not English. I tried to repeat myself in English, but I had no recollection of any English.
    “Oh Grace! There you are. You need to start planting rice right now. I could’ve put you up for adoption, you know!” Mother snapped.
    Mother? My mother is Jessica. She’s in America. And I’m . . . Where am I? I think I’m in China. This can’t be right, not at all. I’m supposed to be at crumby school right now, and this certainly not school. Wait, I’m not supposed to know the time. There’s no clock anywhere! All I did was look up at the sun through . . . bamboo.
    The air rippled and I was in America. I was in my house. Everything of mine was gone including my dogs and any evidence of a child. All of the house was decorated in western stuff. Well, my dad loved the old west.
     “No child?” I said, thinking aloud.
     I saw my dad walking in horrible sweats that I wouldn’t have worn, his beard was very long and he was larger that I’ve ever seen him. I supposed that he never went to the gym because I never told him it was healthy to work out; we used to go together for fun.
     I felt time shift and I appeared at my family’s Christmas. Everyone was sitting around, but there was no children at all. Since I wasn’t there my aunt and uncle didn’t know me and urge them to adopt as well. My grandmas looked bored without any children to watch and tear open gifts. Nothing seemed right.
     Then I was flashed to school. I saw everyone I thought I knew walk through the halls. I saw all of my teachers sad and mad. This made me utterly confused. Why were they so blue?
     “I wish I had some good student, those others have no idea what inside voices,” one of my teachers complained.
     “I know, my students don’t know the difference between dangers and fun,” another agreed.
     All of them nodded in agreement as my friends walked past in one massive group. They looked solemn. Without me, there was something missing from our unique little clique (we weren’t mean though). It was odd, not being without them.
     I realized at that moment I had made a difference in everyone’s life. Not at single person would’ve have been the way they did if not for me. I had a feeling that I was meant to change their lives and everything happened for a reason. So, in all I should have been born.
     With a start I opened my eyes and whispered, “I was lucky to be born and adopted and everything else. I love my friends and family so much.”