I have been visiting fan fiction for a while now but this is the first I have ever written. Thankful for any readers and comments really wanted. Thank you


The Dreamer Will Always Dream

There I stood in this perfect world that no normal person's dreams could ever bring you to as it was that, well, perfect.

My feet where carelessly strolling over the perfectly green grass, which covered my surroundings for what seemed like miles from where I stood as that seemed to be what the entire world was just perfect fields of green.

There was no danger in sight. No marches of the silver men. Nor no flying lasers of the unusual shaped tin creatures that evaded the skies in swarms. It was just me, alone, in that world of perfect peace.

The sky that towered above me sat as if a painting on an artist's canvas as it was that perfect with every colour sitting in their place on stage perfectly as if waiting for their time to shine. The sky screened nearly every colour of the rainbow. It was perfect.

At the bottom was the perfectly soft shade of blue which sat on the horizon so patiently. The blue then faded to yellow creating the brightness of a perfect light which was neither too dark nor too bright so I was able to see the view perfectly. The yellow then transformed to become pink then to purple creating just the perfect scene.

Everything was just perfect making it the perfect dream.

Ok, it was a dream as I sat on one of the cheap extremely uncomfortable grey chairs that covered the floor of Mr Brown's maths lesson. What? I wasn't really going to be able to stay conscious in his two hours lesson. No normal person could, well, apart from the group of geeks who sat at the front of the class scribbling sums quicker than their minds could work, but didn't that prove my point that no normal person could.

I looked up from my wooden desk that was covered in the usual high school doodles of the previous students to see through sleepy vision, my maths teacher Mr Brown who was still slowly stumbling out verbal maths problems while sketching strange symbols onto the white board that sat at the front of the dark class room.

Mr Brown wore his usual face of pig; with his two sharp twitching pink ears, his screwed up face, his small black marbled eyes and largest of all his snout which grunted with his every action. He was dressed in strange clothes for teacher as he was dressed in burnt red coloured overalls that hung baggy off his body. His clothes seemed to belong on some type of builder not a teacher as they where dusted with dirt making anyone think he had been doing manual labour not just rambling on to a class filled of deep in sleep children.

Ok, that isn't Mr Brown as he has a larger snout.

Looking round at the class of thirty, there were many others who were not willing to surrender to cries of maths as they seemed to be doing everything but maths. There were few scattered across the room that could do nothing but have the heads rested upon the high tables with their eyes glued shut. There were the obvious group of girls whose brains wouldn't allow them to do maths because of a medical condition of Nobrainalitis so could do nothing else but discuss the colour of their new eye makeup which was the same as the one before. Everyone else did everything else such as; listening to music, contributing to the art of the table, well you probably know the scene. They were doing everything but maths.

Anyway, we all seemed to get away with our crimes because of lack of discipline with the teacher. I think in this class you could literally get away with murder.

After realising nothing worthwhile was going to be happening in the class and there was still an hour and fifty-six minutes left of a two hour lesson, I decided to drift back to my perfect Dream World that I loved so much as it had saved me from many tricky of occasions.

My body became that relaxed that it again relied fully on the surface of the wooden table to leave my unconscious body on the chair I was given at the back of the room, hidden in the corner. My arms curled up to my head allowing my left cheek to be rested on the crack of my arm on the flesh to side of my elbow providing me with a not bad for confute pillow. My eyes surrendered to the darkness as they gently closed to be glued shut.

With the closing of my eyes of blue came the creation of my Dream World which formed to be different each time saving me from never becoming bored of these crazy dreams.

In this Dream World I found myself treading across a metal flooring which caused mild tapping noises as my soft based trainers tracked across the bumps in the floor. I imagined the pain the noise would have caused if I had been wearing heels for that dream but then again, that does seem stupid as I was definitely not the type of girl to be wearing heels. It just wasn't me.

The room I found myself in was strange in way the walls curved in wards making the room a dome shape which was unusual. It seemed to be made from metal plates that were covered in lined up circular shaped panels creating a futuristic look but the metal also seemed quite old as it was a light bronze making it look as if rusted.

In the centre of the mysterious mechanical room was a strange circular control panel which was covered in random buttons and pulley and twisty things that I was very tempted in touching. From the strange control panel burnt a blue bright light which seemed to make it look as if the machine was alive which obviously sounded unusual but I spouse still not impossible. From the top of the control panel there was a clear glass tube which inside had weird moving stuff which just seemed to be as if the beat of the breathing of the machine.

Next to the machine sat two chairs that looked as if they had been pulled out of a car or something as they still had a seat belt attached to them. It just seemed a strange place for them to be. This made me think that maybe the machine was used for transport like an alien spaceship or something. Whatever it was, it was pretty cool.

Well this was different. After years of travelling through many different Dream Worlds this one was definitely different to anything else I had ever seen. I had been to many different places but this was completely new to me.

"Where am I?" I found myself asking but to who? No one was there. There never was any one there ever.


Hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for anyone who has read it. Comments welcome, thank you x