Dream or Scream - Original Writing
The hottest day of the summer so far was drawing to a close a drowsy
silence lay over the small houses in Forest Gate. Cars that were
usually gleaming stood dusty in their and lawns, deprived of their
usual car washes. The inhabitants of forest gate lay in their houses
in the shade, windows thrown wide open in the hope of getting a
non-existent breeze.
I awoke suddenly full of adrenaline, I rose in my bed so fast that I
did not see the wall above me, my head hit the wall so hard that it
was like I was hit with a hammer over the head. A few seconds later I
got up with my face all screwed up in my hands, where I had hit my
head on the wall hard. I slowly opened my eyes then walked over to the
mirror, where I looked inside thinking of why I had woken so early,
eager for that day to come; I had waited a whole century for this
moment to come. I turned left and looked desperately out of my window.
It was like the day was painted all over again, the grass in my
backyard sun-bleached with brightness. Whilst I stood there gazing out
of the window engaged in deep thought of why my enthusiasm grew within
me. As I looked down to the laminated floorboards that were growing
lighter as the sky outside grew paler it had just then hit me that I
was going to India for the first time in my life.
It was that second that I had reacted and straight away I began to
floss my teeth, brush them, and then I jumped into the shower. Around
ten minutes later I ran down eagerly to see if anyone was awake, all
of a sudden I came to a halt as though being pushed back aggressively,
at the sight of what I was seeing, in the room opposite the bottom of
the stairs (leading from the third floor to the second), my insides
burned with flaming fire.
As I awoke I saw the face of a man staring down at me with a look of pure horror and
Gasping in terror I awoke and shot to my feet. He was gone, but where, how long had I been here and ...
stood upon, was frightening. The only was to go was down. I took a deep
my coat and told my mum I was leaving, she said wait, so I came back
I scanned my surroundings and made sure the coast was clear. I spotted broken pieces of glass lying on the floor and I wiggled myself
was warm and steamy. I was tan and happy. My dad, my two sisters and I
It was a bright sunny day, the sky was a soft shade of blue and there
My hand shaking at every thought, a cold shiver ran down my spine as cold sweat trickled down the side of my forehead. I lifted my hand up and a strong smell hit my nose, it was the smell of blood. I lifted the object and shock hit me like lightening, fear displaced my sadness, sickness changed my bloodstream from blood to a thick liquid pus and vomit. I held the muscle with my right hand as my left hand was paralysed with shock. The adrenaline shot me forcing me to move but shock shattered me into thin slices that were impossible to put back again.
to hit the wall repeatedly. The more pain I felt the more I hit. I
see ten metres in any direction but I knew that I had to venture on to
There I was, sitting on my bed at 2:30 am. Wondering about the dream I
back to the room and was scolded by my mom. My mom held on to my arm
It was late summer. The weather was gradually changing to autumn, which was noticeably seen on the leaves that were starting to turn orange. The sun was out, but it wasn’t too hot or too cold outside. In fact, it was actually soothing; the cold wind blowing, paired with the warm sun shining above.
As I turned around to begin the journey towards my hopeless shot, disregarding the obvious mistake I was making, it hit me. The pressure from the sudden unexpected impact on the tip of my left elbow shot through my entire body quickly and painfully. The pain shot from my elbow, through my arm, down through my legs, then back up to my other arm, and finally to my head. The pain was strong and sharp. It felt as though I had fallen on an electric cattle fence, and it had given me one strong electrical shock that overtook my whole body with pain for a split second.