Peach Dreams
Ch. 1 Confusion
Confusion. Pure and utter confusion. I cannot reason with
any of my thoughts or dreams lately. I do believe that I am
going crazy. The dreams I have keep on getting stranger and
stranger, confusing me more and more. But then when the dreams
are over, I go right back to life; back to Virginia and her oh
too happy attitude, Gallows and his stupidity, and Clive with
his serious smart and over all irritating attitude (but of
course that goes for all of them some days).
The day went rather bad. I woke up early, to avoid the
presence of my comrades. That dream had bothered me again and I
was very irritable. Yes, but you must know that with my luck, I
was alone for five minutes when Virginia sat with me. I guess I
didn't mind her; she was really sweet to me. It's just that I
didn't like to burden her with my problems. She has such a light
and kind heart. I remember what she said to me. "Jet, you really
should open up more; I like to help you." That broke my heart;
she could actually tell I needed help? Reality check, Jet, it's
written all over my face and my actions. I try to act hard, like
nothing bothers me, and I insult and argue with people just to
take out that empty rage that I wouldn't want to take out on a
person. It makes me feel good, as long as they don't take it too
deeply. Which brings us back to Virginia. I just looked up at
her and looked back down.
The cold weather was wearing on me. Rain was falling like
the tears that I held back during the night. I sat by the
cemetery, staring at Werner's grave. I came here often, when I
needed guidance. I would ask him questions that I knew e
couldn't answer, but I felt that asking would help me answer the
questions. I told him about my dreams when no one was around. I
sometimes wished that I had the memories of the real Jet Enduro;
I sometimes wish I had his life. Although I do in a way have his
life. I feel stuck every time I really think about it. I end up
incorporating my dreams.
~*~ It's raining, and it's cold. I feel peaceful, so right. I
can see the dark clouds through my half shut eyes. I hear a
distant voice, so I look up. I see Eliot, my- Jet's father above
me, and Virginia lying beside me. But she's younger, so cute.
She was laughing and smiling with me. We were so happy, just
laying there watching nature's shower. Elliot tells us to go
inside before we get sick and we race each other into her house.
I see Werner, and a lady I've never seem before. Could it be
Ekatrina? We sit and began talking and heating warm chocolate
chip cookies happily as the adults talk and eat as well. We are
happy.
~*~
Why was this dream so vivid? It couldn't have been a
memory. And how did I know Elliot's voice, or Virginia's as a
child, or Ekatrina's form? How did I know the happiness? How did
I know this feeling? Why do I even bother? I will only get even
more frustrated and confused than before. So, I return to the
house with the same deep confusion but yet a peacefulness that I
lacked when I had left. I go to the room and sleep the day away,
not wanting to interact with any other being. Only myself and my
inner demons.
Ch. 1 Confusion
Confusion. Pure and utter confusion. I cannot reason with
any of my thoughts or dreams lately. I do believe that I am
going crazy. The dreams I have keep on getting stranger and
stranger, confusing me more and more. But then when the dreams
are over, I go right back to life; back to Virginia and her oh
too happy attitude, Gallows and his stupidity, and Clive with
his serious smart and over all irritating attitude (but of
course that goes for all of them some days).
The day went rather bad. I woke up early, to avoid the
presence of my comrades. That dream had bothered me again and I
was very irritable. Yes, but you must know that with my luck, I
was alone for five minutes when Virginia sat with me. I guess I
didn't mind her; she was really sweet to me. It's just that I
didn't like to burden her with my problems. She has such a light
and kind heart. I remember what she said to me. "Jet, you really
should open up more; I like to help you." That broke my heart;
she could actually tell I needed help? Reality check, Jet, it's
written all over my face and my actions. I try to act hard, like
nothing bothers me, and I insult and argue with people just to
take out that empty rage that I wouldn't want to take out on a
person. It makes me feel good, as long as they don't take it too
deeply. Which brings us back to Virginia. I just looked up at
her and looked back down.
The cold weather was wearing on me. Rain was falling like
the tears that I held back during the night. I sat by the
cemetery, staring at Werner's grave. I came here often, when I
needed guidance. I would ask him questions that I knew e
couldn't answer, but I felt that asking would help me answer the
questions. I told him about my dreams when no one was around. I
sometimes wished that I had the memories of the real Jet Enduro;
I sometimes wish I had his life. Although I do in a way have his
life. I feel stuck every time I really think about it. I end up
incorporating my dreams.
~*~ It's raining, and it's cold. I feel peaceful, so right. I
can see the dark clouds through my half shut eyes. I hear a
distant voice, so I look up. I see Eliot, my- Jet's father above
me, and Virginia lying beside me. But she's younger, so cute.
She was laughing and smiling with me. We were so happy, just
laying there watching nature's shower. Elliot tells us to go
inside before we get sick and we race each other into her house.
I see Werner, and a lady I've never seem before. Could it be
Ekatrina? We sit and began talking and heating warm chocolate
chip cookies happily as the adults talk and eat as well. We are
happy.
~*~
Why was this dream so vivid? It couldn't have been a
memory. And how did I know Elliot's voice, or Virginia's as a
child, or Ekatrina's form? How did I know the happiness? How did
I know this feeling? Why do I even bother? I will only get even
more frustrated and confused than before. So, I return to the
house with the same deep confusion but yet a peacefulness that I
lacked when I had left. I go to the room and sleep the day away,
not wanting to interact with any other being. Only myself and my
inner demons.
