Creative Writing: Clementine

Clementine was a twelve year old girl. She was like any other child. She loved to draw, to read, and she had the most caring and compassionate Mother in the world. She had a perfect and regular life, or so she thought. There was something different about Clementine. She thought she was just a normal kid, but Clementine had a gift. Well, more of a curse actually. She had a very powerful mind, and when she would dream, her mind would become a strong and powerful place. A very dangerous place. She didn't know it at the time but when Clementine would dream, whatever she dreamt would become a reality. It all started out with small things. For example, if she dreamt of a lollipop, a lollipop would appear next to her bedside the next day. Or if she

Clementine loved her mom. Her mom was always there for her. She would never want to lose her mom. I thinks that’s one of the reasons I’m afraid to die, Clementine thought, I don't want to lose my mother. When Clementine was in bed, sound asleep, the worst was about to begin. Her dream began, and it started with her lying in a meadow. She was lying on the tall, yet soft, grass. Flowers were all around and she was looking up at the bluest sky she had ever seen. The breeze was just slightly blowing to where the dandelion seeds were only falling one by one. Clementine was playing with a ladybug that had landed on her finger and laughed at how it tickled her fingertips. Then, the ladybug fell. It hit the ground and her whole perfect world began collapsing. That little ladybug was a trigger. The blue sky turned gray, the flowers began dying, and the once tall, soft grass was stabbing her in the back. Clementine stood up but the wind was so strong, she was struggling to stand up. When she finally got her balance, she saw figures heading her way. They were people in masks and there was an army of them. She started to run in the other direction, but she couldn't. She was stuck. The tall grass was tangled around her legs, making it unable for her to