Something that makes you happy!

This is a story of a dream i had a few months ago.

 

Dreams, they can be believable I think that fact is true. It’s me again Tae, and I’m back with a dream that actually happened! It felt so real too like I was awake, but I wasn’t. Anyhow, I was standing in a large field. It looked like a bit like a crop field, but no crops were grown yet. The grass was a sweet luscious green color, and it was brighter than an emerald. The sky was a joyous bright blue with no clouds.

I looked down at my tennis shoes, and the rest of me. I realized that I was dressed for planting or gardening. Then, I see my older sister Stephanie walk by dressed like a farmer. She had a pink shirt on with light blue jeans. She was wearing a straw farming hat on top of her head. She saw me and we were talking but I don’t remember everything we said. However, I did challenge her to a bet. I said that I could walk for 5 hours straight.

“Okay then,” Stephanie said “do it and plant these seeds along the way.” She handed me a pack of wheat seeds. I was angry I couldn’t believe her! This crop field looked acres on, and would take me forever to finish. Stephanie showed me how to plant them. I watched as she sprinkled the seeds on top of the plowed soil. I sighed in a annoyed matter and opened the pack of seeds.

A few minutes later, I was done with a few rows, and the anger inside me grew. I saw my sister plowing the fields away. She stopped and looked at me with that tricky evil smile that I always hated.

“I thought you were talking about a track,” I yelled angrily “this wasn’t part of the bet.”

“Nope,” She replied “I was talking about the field now keep going.” I looked as she continued plowing the fields. I looked up at the huge white mansion that towered above me. I sighed again and continued sprinkling wheat seeds. One wheat seed got on the palm of my hand, and I felt my stomach grumble. I quickly put the seed into my mouth, and it tasted so good. It powdered in my mouth leaving a salty sweet taste.

Meanwhile, I finished the last bit of the last row. I walked away tired and look to see train tracks. I don’t exactly remember those being there. I sat in the shade to see people with loads of broken train cargoes. They were lining up the cargoes into a huge white shed. I didn’t know why they were doing this in my sister’s field. I watched as they put in the last of the broken cargo. They closed the huge shed doors. Then, I saw them drive away leaving me alone in the field. I was by myself, and I was still angry about the bet. 

I walked in the direction of the shed, and looked around. To my surprise, I find Michael Jackson coming from the shed. I stopped in my tracks and looked at him. He greeted me with a smile. He looked like his way back then self before his looks changed. He had his afro and was wearing a maroon shirt. He had his black stage performance pants on along with his shoes. I can’t remember what he said to me. I think he asked if I wanted a hug since I looked upset.

I had to admit I still was mad from my sister’s bet. I replied yes to him, and he wrapped his arms around me in a hug. I felt my anger melt away, and then felt happiness and comfort run through me. He began singing a song I never heard of before. It was really pretty, but I can’t remember what the lyrics were. We were walking away from the shed, and back to the field. Michael was still singing and he was still hugging me. When we made it back he let go of me, and people and children were singing along to the song Michael was singing. I mouthed the words because I was afraid of ruining the song with my terrible singing voice. The song was over and Michael laughed. I didn’t know why he was laughing. But, the hug I got from him felt so real as if I was in no dream.

“Today we are going to ride a train,” I heard Michael exclaim “and all us children are going to have fun!” Suddenly, I see a shiny brand new black locomotive stop in front of us on the tracks. I looked from where it was coming from. Oddly, it was from the same shed with all the broken train cargoes.

“I name this train after me and my brothers,” Michael added “I call it the Jackson 5 train.” I looked over in the crowd and found Michael’s four other brothers smiling. The children and adults applauded and cheered. Children began boarding the locomotive, and I quickly follow in. I sat in the front seat next to the window. It was colorful and very roomy inside and the seats were soft and plushy. I saw Michael sit in the front seat in a row across from me. He smiled at me I smiled back.

I looked around to find no other adults in here. There was nothing but kids talking and shouting. I somehow knew I was helping Michael interact with these kids. But, how could I there were so many? I felt the train move forward at high speed, and a rainbow wormhole like thing. I didn’t see my sister’s field any more. All I saw was flashing rainbow lights and colors. Suddenly, the colors turned into a blue with purple markings. I saw a light then we dropped out of nowhere, and landed into a candy like area. Then, we dashed through it that led out to a track that was over water.

I saw hills of trees that shined brighter than the ones in Japan. The water was much clearer than a diamond on a ring. I saw amusement parks on the hills. The only thing I could say was where the heck was I? I talked with a few kids and managed to be friends with them. They looked around the age of 9 or 10. They were very sweet, and they didn’t act like spoiled brats. The locomotive slowed through a tunnel that wasn’t dark. It glowed of multicolored crystals that I have never seen before.

They shined with bright hues of pink, purple, orange, red, green, and blue. I couldn’t believe I was seeing this, and I’ve never seen anything like this before. We went through the other end of the tunnel, and stopped at a familiar amusement park. I followed in the back of the group off the locomotive. Michael led the way into the amusement park. I remembered the amusement park, and it was the one I visited twice before in dreams.

I felt too limited in this park, and I couldn’t really do anything in. I don’t even know why I’m back here again. I watch everyone else go in different directions, and have fun. I walked through the park looking at the bright and festive colors. I remember the last time I was here I was working here at one of the rides. I remember taking brakes to look at local shops, and food carts. Suddenly, in a flash I was in the locomotive.

I don’t remember getting on, and neither with Michael or the kids. The locomotive moved through another multicolored tunnel. Suddenly, we go through another wormhole like thing with rainbow colors. Going at supreme high speeds again, and then I somehow knew what was going to happen next. We were still in the wormhole like tunnel, and then we took another huge drop. I see a water like pool with an evil face laughing away.

I remembered being here before, but I don’t remember a dream that I was in here. The face tried to attack the locomotive, but somehow failed to do so. I saw some kids falling out the windows. I did my best to catch them, and some of them got infected and turned into zombies for a second. They turned back to normal in the locomotive. I quickly looked out the window and see no tracks under the locomotive, but we were still going forward like we were on tracks.

I turned around and looked to see if all the kids were on the locomotive safe. It looked like they all were, and I felt something tug my long hair. I screamed like I did when I was five. All the kids began laughing at me, and I laughed along with them. Michael stared at me he looked normal, and his eyes weren’t piercing. The locomotive went through another hole, and then we were back in the field.

Everyone got off to meet her parents, and I wanted to say goodbye to Michael. I knew it was the only time I could see him. I walked around through crowds of people still in my same apron.   I can’t remembered what happened after that, but it was an odd dream.

Author's Note

I have to say i did my best to describe, and remember this dream. Plaese i hope you enjoy this. Be careful what you comment.

Reviews

[critic h]

i know it was a dream and dreams cant be reproduced but u should not say every time "which i dont remember". It makes feel like strange...

but the dream is strange and i love strange adventures...

the description clearly depicts ur efforts but to make it more interesting u could have added a bit fiction, to fill up the gaps in uneventful series of events.

well done and lets hope for better.

[Tavionna]

Thank you, finally someone gives me real criticism. Ive been looking for that! i can finally take this advice to lead me as an better writer.

[Emunah June.]

What a strange yet somewhat delightful dream! I love your description, it really tied everything together. :)

[Tavionna]

Thanks, i know i have thee most oddest dreams ever. =)