Dream Or Vision

• Hellana Renton, Grade 10, Wellington Point State High School
• Short Story
• 2016

Excellence Award in the 'Top Secret 2016' competition

Let me tell you a story... This is not the kind of story relatives would tell. This is story of great excitement and adventure. So sit back and relax as this adventure begins.

I wake up to a dog barking and traffic rushing by. I sit up in my bed as the alarm begins to ring reminding it is going to be another uneventful Saturday. “Urgh” I groan as I find a note attached to my forehead. I pull it off and read it out loud “There is something amiss in your world and I believe you’re the only one to figure it out and put a stop to it, S.P.” SP? What does that stand for?” I shrug it off and start to walk to my door that’s when I notice it the door wasn’t a wooden door like it was supposed to be, it was a metal door with no handle for you use. “What! No that’s impossible” I say my mind race as try’s to find a plausible solution for this but as I back into the wall my pupils shrink as the realisation hits me “I’m trapped.”
I full to the ground and try to think this though. “I’m not completely trapped I do have a window” I say calming my panicked mind “I’m just over reacting” I continued I looked up and become relived the door is wooden again. I got up and went over to examine it “I must have been imagining things” I say as I knocked at the door, which confirmed my suspicions “Yep I was imagining things” I say as I walk to my wardrobe. After getting dress I go for a walk outside but my streets normal noisy, busy way of life wasn’t there “strange” I say as walk past the quiet houses.
“There is something amiss in your world you must stop it’s madness and follow your destiny Sapphire Ruby” I stop as I try to look where noise was coming from but my brains where focused on how this person new my name I look up at the sky and see a bronze medallion with a dragon engraved on it I shake my head this can’t be real it can’t be think. My head starts feel dizzy I fall to my knees and at the edge of my vision black wisp form as my world is plunged in unconscious.
I wake straight away panting as drips of sweat strain my face. As my thoughts come back to me I realise it was just a dream, I put hand to my chest in reassurances. As I lay back down one question still laid in mind a question that seemed very important. Was it a dream? Or was it a vision?