The Concept Of A Dream

LaForid, Dorlano  Aloca.

I don't remember falling asleep, but when I woke up everything was white. I couldn't move as my body did not seem to want to respond. My back felt to be pressed against some sort of bed but again I couldn't move to know for sure. My eyes were a bit heavy, but I can see that I was surrounded by many people all that were leaning over me and saying one thing "you've been in a coma for several years, are you okay?". At that moment I actually woke up.

The alarm goes off from Kami's phone, the sound and vibrations waking Kami up as he would casually wake up sitting in the middle of his bed. The phone would be up on the edge of the window frame, the charger still attached as it continued vibrating and sounding. Kami would reach down and pick the phone up, turning it off, then unplugging it and letting the charger randomly fall. Kami stood up and stretched grabbing his phone still stretching as he would then walk to the bathroom and stare at himself in the mirror flexing the muscles on his body. He reached for the toothpaste and toothbrush, brushing his teeth getting his day ready for school. 

Kami dressed and ready for school walked into the kitchen grabbing a box of cereal with his left hand as he used his right to open the fridge and grabbed a gallon of milk. Kami could hear the tv "Countries on the break of war-", he had sat the cereal down and turned the tv off scoffing at how much nonsense is on everyday tv. Kami poured his milk into the cereal which he had put into a bowl. "What was that dream about and why can't I remember anything?" Kami tried asking himself but couldn't find an answer.

12:30pm

Strutting through the halls like the biggest jock in town Kami would make his way from lunch to his next class. Kami was popular with a lot of people at his school, but he couldn't help feeling like there was a constant loneliness something that feed on his emotions at times, but it's that same feelings that come with that emotion that he couldn't let anyone see. Kami sat towards the back of the class staring at the board but seemed to be watching the class and his friends, occasionally he would spot a girl staring at him, he would give her a smile and eye contact if she fit what he like. Though nothing particularly different besides the girl who approached him today. "I heard your super fun to hang out with could we maybe hang out today at my place?" the girl would say. Kami smiled and took her number before walking out of the class "Hey! did you cheat on me for kami!?" someone had said but Kami just walked away smiling. For him this is common as this wasn't anything out of the ordinary.

5:30pm

Kami would stare up at the ceiling, you could hear nothing more than his parents arguing. Kami would try and drown the noise out by putting on heavy rap songs on max volume but his thoughts raced as he did. “Why wont they shut up?” “Why are you ruining my life” “Why are you constantly making my life a living hell!” Kami felt so much anger well into him, he would approach his bed lifting his pillow to reveal the pistol that laid behind. He grabbed the gun and walked to his door opening it standing there gun in hand staring at his parents room where they argued. Kami took a step and when he did, He woke up.