Disclaimer: I never claim to own anything out of the Twilight series, nor am I Stephanie Meyers.
I went upstairs to finish what I had been doing. When my mother had called me downstairs to yell at me some more about all my "responsibilities," I had been busy reading my book, thinking about what it would be like if the people in the book were real. I had always identified more with the make believe people in my books, more than people I had met in real life. Even though the types of books I mostly read were fiction about vampires and were wolves. I always wished they were real, in some way or form.
Every day, before I would go to bed, I would dream, and wish about meeting a real super natural being. It had been the only thing to keep me going as I further alienated myself from the few friends I had. People are starting to drift away from me, just because of these wishes, and dreams. Every night, when I am asleep, I dream the same dream.
In this dream, I am in a forest at dusk, walking without a path, or any source of light other than the rising moon and the setting sun. It is beautiful out. I walk along for what seems like forever, when I come across a clearing, that seems to come out of no where. It looks something like the clearing that Stephanie Meyers describes in her Twilight books. Then, before I wake up, I catch the slightest glimpse of a boy. I never see him for more than a couple of seconds, but in those seconds, I lose myself. He is the most gorgeous boy I have ever seen, with his piercing blue eyes, and his jet black hair that is styled just to show off his perfect features…
And then I wake up. I try to capture his features every time I awaken by drawing out what I see. I must have over a hundred pictures, all with the same face. It's starting to drive me crazy. But, as you can see, all my friends have a reason to be wary of me. I am pretty sure I am going insane, what with the recurring dream, and the sudden interest in all things supernatural.
I picked up my copy of Twilight, which opened easily to the page I was looking for. The part where Edward takes Bella to the clearing in the woods. That little meadow. I am fairly certain that I have that part memorized, but alas, I love to read the description.
Hours passed before I knew it, and it was late. I mean, really late. As in, if I didn't go to sleep soon, I would not be able to dream of my clearing, or my mystery man. And, I would be dead tired for school in the morning. I sighed, and put up my book, and turned over in my bed, wishing once again, that I would someday meet the boy from my dreams.