My dream started in scattered fragments. Pieces of a world that had yet to form. A story yet to unfold. People and places were established, and the curtains drawn.
I found myself in this dream of which I had little understanding, and although I could not comprehend it, I wasn’t confused. The events of the dream took place around me, and I obliviously interacted with them. Little did I realize the relevance of the things that happened. The foreshadowing of the nightmare to come. If only I had the ability to recognize the signs, perhaps I could have prevented it from spiraling out of control.
There was a trait about myself that I became familiar with. It made me a ghost. I could use this ability of mine to observe the events around me without becoming involved. I saw gossip and friendships, fights and relationships. The scattered fragments of the dream came together to form a complete picture.
But I was never involved.
The dramas that happened around me – some were funny, and some were sad, some heartwarming, and some downright scary. I was content to observe for a while, but I started to want to be a part of the world I was watching. I yearned to have experiences of my own, even if they weren’t always a bed of roses. It was then that I realized I could not stop being an apparition.
The dream became a nightmare.
I could not participate in the world around me. I passed through people. They wouldn’t talk to me or acknowledge my presence. I desperately sought a way to communicate with them, but I could not find one. It was a struggle, and I kept wishing I would wake up. Just wake up.
But I couldn’t wake up.
The nightmare raged on. Everything was tainted in darkness. I stopped being a spectator. The things I saw were a reminder of what I could not be a part of. I questioned why I was having this dream, and why it was difficult to awaken. The world became a blur around me. All sense of past, present and future was lost.
The dream was fading.
I was barely aware of what was going on. I lost track of time. Forgot all meaning. Senses dulled.
But I couldn’t wake up.
Am I asleep?