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    dots Submission Name: I Dreamt of Waterdots

    Author: Celeste J. Bell
    ASL Info:    27 Indiana
    Elite Ratio:    3.84 - 261/310/148
    Words: 500
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       Written exactly three years ago today, I choose to share it with you now : )

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    dotsI Dreamt of Waterdots

    Once I dreamt of water. It was a magical dream and I remember it with a vivid foolishness. The water washed over my feet and felt as the sun does on a sunny June afternoon. My lazy thoughts were drifting in and out as we walked through it. The house was full of it. The water was warm and cold all at once. My sister was there, laughing with me. It was our home and yet I had never laid eyes on it before. It felt familiar and alien in the same moment and I felt lost and found within it. There were no words but comfort and peace. As we passed the kitchen to enter the living room everything changes. I felt danger boiling inside of me like a deadly storm about to come ashore. Something was wrong, very very wrong. We ran to hid from it. Our terrified breathe escaping us in the light. The water began to rise. Suddenly we knew that we had to get out of the water. Something was coming. It was coming quick and we had to get away. Then the men showed their faces in the doorway. Dark, dangerous men that neither of us had seen before. They chased us through the living room to the corners where we lifted out feet from the water onto steps. The white steps in the corners against the white walls and the churning black water frightened me. My sister stood on the steps across the room from me. The world slowed down. I saw her say something, pleading with the men, I think. We told them to get out of the water. We said there was something there, and they had to save themselves. The men did not listen to us. I watched in fear and agony as one of the men threw a dagger at me and it just barely grazed my shirt. He had missed. I saw the second man pulled under the water with such a force that it made my bones tremble. The first man cried out and threw a second dagger, this time, at my sister. Just after it left his palm, he was pulled under and there was silence. I looked at my sister and saw the dagger in her hip. She looked at me with indescribable eyes and I screamed her name as she fell forward into the water. I tried to jump in after her but something held me in place. I couldn’t move no matter how hard I tried. My legs would not function as I had commanded. The surface suddenly went calm, and I was alone in the room. I looked for anyone to be seen under the surface or float above it and nothing happened. I waited and I waited and I waited until finally I drifted off to sleep from… exhaustion? I awoke with the summer morning's pink sun in my eyes, unsure of what it meant (if it meant anything at all)...

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      This is quite interesting. Was it an actual dream?

    And I disagree with joeyalphabet. I like it exactly like it is. Except maybe place a paragraph so it won't seem so long.

    I really enjoyed it. :]

    | Posted on 2010-03-11 00:00:00 | by xxiknownowxx | [ Reply to This ]
      Intersting piece. I didn't expect it to go the way you took it. Maybe you should continue it, seems unfinished to me. I guess we're all looking for the 'why'.

    Some grammar corrections:

    I felt danger boiling inside of me[,] a deadly storm about to come ashore. Something was wrong. We ran to hid from it. Our terrified [breath] escaping us in the light.
    | Posted on 2010-01-25 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ]
      So I assume this is an actual dream? Interesting...

    The language, though not eloquent or evocative, is simple enough to convey the story clearly.

    The only huge problem is that knowing nothing at all about what the dream means, it's difficult to sympathize with the people in them. It seems you yourself are unsure of what the dream means, so meh...

    I have dreams like this all the time too. The last one I remember is: i am scrambling through dark, maze-like rooms of my house, trying to escape my 5-year old kid sister who is cackling maniacally and wielding a butcher's knife. I keep warning her that she could hurt herself. For whom do I feel so much panic in the dream... for my sake, or for hers...?
    | Posted on 2010-01-22 00:00:00 | by albery | [ Reply to This ]

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