Writing Assignment: After waking up from a Dream
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This came out deep from my heart, and it's true. That evening... Well sucked to be me. Comments are greatly appreciated, but please don't be mean D:
ASSIGNMENT: DECRIBE THE EXPERIENCE OF WAKING UP SUDDENLY FROM A DREAM
ORIGINAL:
My eyes slowly opened. They were half, but I closed down and snoozed. Suddenly I woke up, confused, worried, for I had drifted to the slumber I did not aware. My left arm was numb because it had been under my head all the time. But my left arm quickly grabbed the cell phone that I had left by my side and opened it up to see something. The feeling of expecting something was odd. I panic when I woke up and all I instantly did was to reach out for my phone.
No messages.
I thought to myself: what was that urging feeling that push me to reach? Was I expecting someone? I was breathing heavily as if something had gone wrong. Then I realize, I was waiting for you. You-my love. I woke up in my lonely bed and all I thought first was you. I needed you. Looking around the dark room of that evening, I felt corrupted and extremely depressed. My mind cleared of vagueness and my thought perceived reality.
I had no you. I had no one. No one to love. No one to fill the void in my heart. I was fantasizing.
I was alone and all was just a dream.
EDITTED:
The blurry world slowly revealing itself, as I did the same to my closed and lazy eyes. They were wide and opened, but I closed them down and I dozed again and again. Finally, and suddenly, I woke up in horror, confusion, for I had drifted to the slumber I did not aware. I immediately felt my left arm was bonded to me no more and numb, as it had been lying under my head, cushioning my indulgence all the time. That did not happened to my other arm as I hurriedly reached out for the cell phone I had left by my side and opened it up to see something. The expectation was odd for me. In spite the sudden panic I was surprisingly submerged in, all I did after I had seen the constant orange light of sunset laying in front of my eyes was to reach out for my phone. > No messages.> I put my arm down, I looked to the ceiling and I thought: "What was that? The urge? The force that drove me?...Was I expecting someone?" I was breathing heavily as if something peculiar had gone wrong. Something is not right.> After a moment, I realized that...I was waiting for you. You-my love. I woke up abruptly from my sleep, in my lonely and empty bed, all I thought was you. I needed you. You-my angle, my love. I wanted to talk to you and knowing that you are safe and sound.> With the thought in mind, I looked around the half lit corner of my room and smiled. As time passed by, my mind cleared of the early vagueness and perceived the current reality. What had put an upward curve on my lips, now bended it into a downward flex. Corruption and depression poured onto me as I curved myself up and cried with my knees up on my chest and my tear streaming down my shins. I cried and cried and the thought kept plaguing my mind.> I had no you.> I had no one. No one to love. No one to fill the void in my damaged heart. I was fantasizing.> I was alone and all was just a dream.