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    Clockworker's Dream Journal #16

    by , 07-02-2010 at 04:07 AM (344 Views)
    It's been quite a long time since I last posted here, and that's because most of the dreams I've had were only fragments or nonsense stories, that didn't even deserve to be here lol

    The Flow of Time


    As if I still were on my first year in kindergarten, a female teacher guided us students throughout the school tour. I was very little, and I talked to one of my new friends on our way to the class. The class was located at an unusual place, somewhat higher than it should be (it was above our heads).
    I knew I was time travelling, so I somehow could tell that we were not going to make it there for in the future there were stairs used to link the ground to the room (even though it didn't really link it, for it only made jumping there a little bit easier. It was as though people had to run and jump from the incomplete stairs to the classroom), but we still tried to do it.
    I tried it, but miserably failed, falling right to the ground, hitting my head. My newest friend, the one I had been talking with since the beginning of the dream, came to me, and so did a girl I also had met on my first days of kindergarten; I started pretending I were in some kind of coma, because I remember shaking my hands and blinking in a very creepy way. This was just to grab some attention, as I would eventually do when I was very little. I stopped doing that and we all moved to another place, knowing that we'd never be able to enter our class that way.
    The teacher sat all the students on the grass, and we were under a tree, protected from the sun's blinding light. Me and my friend -still the same kid- started to plan what would we do with our free time, and I we somehow found out we could make phone calls with his GPS device. I was instantly confused by that; He was like 4 years old, so how was that possible?
    We could choose the location by typing its coordinates, and I then suggested Rapture -Bioshock-, that would be only about 400 km away from Iceland's capital. It worked, and an introduction presentation to the city started to be displayed on the screen. It all seemed very real, except for the fact that most of its inhabitants were animals, and that humans lived at slum quarters.
    I couldn't stop thinking on how much fun I was having, and that how different would it be nowadays if some changes on my life weren't made, for example, changing schools. I started considering changing many things just to keep him that way, but I then realized it was not fair to him.
    Suddenly, everthing became darker and it was now night, I was at a June's traditional party/feast we have here at my country, with another friend from kindergarten (that hadn't been on the dream before). It was as if I had just returned from the past, and I was somewhat confused to what was happening. My friend gave me a kite; I hold it above my head and run towards the main gate: I jump high so I can fly but only manage to pass through the gates. Now outside school, I have to go through many people coming out of a wedding, I apologize for bothering them and keep on trying to fly.
    I find a girl I studied with last year, she's at the same spot, acting the same way, just as in other dream I already had. Then she does exactly what I knew she would (I had seen that scene before, in this other dream); She ran away when she saw me.
    I got back to the school, and this dream was over.


    Fleeing

    At a shopping mall, me and other friend were running from some old friends of mine. I don't know how, neither when nor why, but I did turn into a girl I've met before and started to run. At some point, me and my friend found a children bookstore, where we tried hiding. My mother came to me and said it was almost noon and that we should meet at the parking lot in 5 minutes. I saw my friend getting caught, but I managed to escape. The dream was over by the time I climbed up a water fountain just so they couldn't get to me.

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