I awoke, lurching upward into an upright sitting position. I panted heavily, gasping frequently and swallowing air thirstily. Sweat dribbled down my face in jagged streams as I tilted my head back and exhaled a sigh of relief. "I'm alive, thank goodness. I had that dream for a while now..." I murmured in uncertainty. "Wait a minute, this could be another dream!" Realizing this, I scrambled off my comfortable mattress in a hurry and tumbled to the ground. "Lucid dreaming!" (lucid dreaming is when you have the power to control your dream after the realization you're actually IN a dream.) I announced in glee, flapping my arms cheerfully. "I'm a lucid dreamer! This is a dream!" I hollered, my lungs drained and dry from all of my inhuman noises and hoots of happiness. "Finally! After all those nights of trying..." I trailed off, hoisting myself up on my bare feet. I inhaled sharply, the aroma of dust, flipped book pages, and my recently washed blanket mixed together and wafted into my nose. I immediately stopped and swatted at the air, scrunching up my nose in disgust. "How gross."
I then twirled and swished my hands around in a dramatic action, like I was some sort of element-wielder. I closed my eyes and thrusted my hand forward, palms glued together and my fingers sprawled. "Fire!" I commanded. After a few moments of awkward and unlikable atmosphere of silence, I opened one eye and peeked at the wall. It was perfectly normal, with its surface unscathed except for a few old crevices here and there. The paint coating the wall seemed untouched, too, instead of the gruesome image I had in mind, with gore and shattered objects scattered everywhere. No idea where the sudden violent thoughts were created, but it disturbed me. I relaxed my tense muscles and straightened my posture, scrutinizing the unharmed wall. "What the crappidee doo? I thought this was a dream! Huh, maybe I didn't follow the steps correctly? Maybe I don't have enough energy?" I questioned myself aloud, wondering what could be wrong.
A light-bulb appeared on top of my head. I grabbed it and flung it to the ground, pretending to stomp on the imaginary bulb. "Aha! Since this seems like my house, I can try going to school and troll all of my friends!" I grinned, my palms rubbing together and radiating a malevolent aura... "Or I could go back to sleep," I interrupted my planning stage. "Yeah, that seems to be a good idea. More sleep, less wasting energy," I remarked. My lips pried open and produced a yawn, which was clearly exaggerated. I rubbed my eyes for special effect. "Ah, who am I kidding," I whispered to myself before flopping down on my bed and was completely swallowed by sleepiness.
"How stupid is she?" a deep voice cackled in the background.
Ray speaking! Ahem, so I wanted to clear up any confusion (if there is any). So I decided to break each chapter bit by bit so I won't stress myself out too much by absolutely HAVING to require long chapters. Sorry for any disappointed readers! This is the end of the prologues, by the way~
