My dream- Lovely London

This story is about a dream I had last night that I didn't expect. It was good and interesting as well. I hope you all enjoy it.

My dream- Lovely London 

 

My dream starts in the present London night. I live in an apartment with my mum and my little brother Samuel. Since it’s only a one-person apartment we all must sleep in the same bed. I was sleeping on the left side but facing my mum while she was asleep cuddling Samuel. In the bedroom, it’s a king-sized bed with two wardrobes one on the right side against the wall when you come through the door and the other which is almost beside the door. Beside the wardrobe near the door there are three chairs to read or to write, colour, just about anything really.  

Next to the last chair on the right side, there is a cupboard door where you can hide if you play a good game of hide and seek with your little brother and your mum. Since it is the present day in London, these workers in virus suits come to take people away and disinfect their homes. At the time, I was scared because I didn’t want anything to happen to my family. Since I was awake from all the noises coming outside, I noticed that the hallway light was on, even though I was sure it was turned off when I was going to bed. I looked out the angled window on the left side and I saw the most peculiar thing.  

It was a man in one of those white virus suits climbing up the window with what looked like, a suction or vacuum sort of thing in his hand. Whatever it was, it didn’t look great. When I saw it, I really panicked because that means they’ll come and disinfect the home and my family might be sent away. I jumped on the bed as fast as I could to wake up my mum and my brother but my mum didn’t believe me at all till the man in the suit, gently opened the hatch of the window on the outside and allowed himself in.  

Now my mum was shocked. We all sat up in bed while I was trying to comfort Samuel to say that nothing bad is going to happen to him. The man in the suit gave us masks so we wouldn’t breathe in the disinfectant air he was going to let in. We quickly put on the masks and as soon as we did that, we heard a hissing sound, it was the air coming out his vent thing. We made sure to cover our noses as well. After he was done spraying the air, he said he’ll just talk to his other colleagues who were downstairs. 

 

 

After a few minutes of when he left, another man but who wasn’t in a suit came in. He introduced himself, his name is Michael and he was a pretty sweet guy to my family and me. He was wearing a white polo shirt with his sleeves rolled up and wearing dark grey trousers and a belt. He also had short brown hair. He looked quite worried, he peaked his head round through the main door to see if anyone was coming and tried to close the door quietly. 

Michael said he would explain more when the workers went away. As soon as he said that, he peeked through the door again and he saw them coming back and he quickly and quietly made his way to the chairs next to wardrobes and made sure he wasn’t seen. The workers came back in and they had this sort of blinkers on their suits with the colours red and green on them. 

I was guessing it was to determine what happened to certain people. The workers asked my mum politely to stand up and they examined her carefully, the same with my brother and they both turned out to be on the red colour scheme. I was shocked and on the verge of crying. I had no clue what was happening next, they asked to see me outside of the room. So, I got up and followed one of the workers outside, he said that my family would have to be taken away for testing. I nodded in agreement while trying to keep my tears back and to try and keep a straight face.  

I went my way back slowly into the room and I snuggled my little brother who was crying his eyes out. My mother said they would be alright. I didn’t want to let go of my brother, but I had to, one of the workers comforted him and carried him away. My mother wasn’t far behind in leaving me alone. The workers showed them out of our apartment and the vent was thrown out of the window by the first worker and he left by the front door like everyone else. 

After they closed the door, I collapsed to the floor in tears. I was crying heavily and loudly, Michael got out of the chair and I could see him in the reflection of the mirror in the room, bending down to comfort me. He sat next to me and he asked if I was alright while he was caressing my cheek gently. I turned around to face him and wiped my tears away while I buried my head into his chest and shoulders, and he put his arms around me. 

I don’t know how long I was sitting on the floor for, but I managed to pull myself together and get back into bed. Michael still didn’t want to leave me alone in the state I was in and he took off his polo shirt and belt and came into the bed with me and he offered me his arm for more snuggles. I scooted other to him and go under his arm and I once again laid my head on his chest and I could feel his heart beating almost in sync with mine.  

While we were doing some more cuddling, he ran his fingers through my hair gently and made sure I was better after what had happened about an hour ago. After a while, I sat up with his arm still around me and we got to know each other more, I told him secrets about my family and me and what we’ve been through especially when I lost my dad when I was about 7 years old. I learned that Michael is the boss of disinfecting people’s homes although it is quite heart breaking for him.  

He says it is not the easiest job. After getting to know each other more of what our day and night jobs are, we start to feel different from where he first came through the door. It’s like swirling butterflies fluttering in circles and going crazy. I asked him about his relationships, but he said that the girls tend to leave him because they find someone better. I don’t believe it, if I was in a relationship with him than I would dedicate my time and love for him.  

After more talking and laughing at videos, we watched on YouTube of people falling over, we both made our move. We kissed; it was much better than I was expecting. It was soft, warm and very gentle. You could feel that it wasn’t forced upon you and you could go on at your own pace. After a few months of spending time together, we went out on a few ‘friendly’ dates until he asked me to be his girlfriend.  

Of course, I said yes, I mean who wouldn’t? He is the sweetest guy I've met in my life. After a few weeks of being together, my little brother Samuel and my mother could come back to the apartment. It was great. We all hugged and I introduced them to Samuel, my mum still isn’t sure about him because he’s the boss of the worker but she seems happy enough for him and I. Samuel couldn’t stop making us blush by singing that we would kiss up a tree as little children like to do. For a while, we never saw the workers again and we all thought it was the best thing ever. Life was good, I have a cute new boyfriend, a great and cheeky little brother and a supportive mother who loves us all dearly and I know that my dad would be proud of me. 

Author's Note

Just know this is NOT a true story. I took the idea from the dream I had last night.