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i had just about the worst dream ever, so i'll tell it in story form.
i was at home on my computer, talking with katie through aim. oddly we were talking about how we missed each other. we had just ended our conversation and i was headed off to bed when there was a knock on the door down in the kitchen, so i got up to go see who it was was. a tall man stood in the doorway, balding, with square glasses, and a lab coat. "you must be kyle", he said, "i must speak with your parents."
i invited the man inside, and retrieved my parents in the living room. we all sat down and the man said he had rather.. 'special' news. he paused for a second, and then forcedly said "your son is an alien." suddenly a thought of, "that would explain everything" ran through my head. i turned to see my mothers face; it had dropped in to terror and disappointment. she began to cry, and she hid her face. "we will have to bring him in, and train him ourselves.. to make sure he is fit for our world; this could take several years." my excitment turned to horrid distaste, and the only person i could think of in the dream was katie, and how'd i'd never see her again.
so the man took me in to their little prison. we were now accompanied by what seemed to be the 'doctors' assistant, this little alien like thing that sort of resembled those virus from dr. mario, but with less mean eyes. the prison itself was futuristic, shiny, and very white; almost like everything was made of plastic. they put me into one of the cells, and the alien assistant proceeded with telling me what i could do to become humanly accepted again. there were many tests i'd have to pass in order to do so, but when i took a look at the first one, it was more like they were training me for something more. as the assistant showed me around the cell, he showed me the 'training module'; a small room with hologram boxes and people. he showed me the first test, which involved dodging this man around the small room.
after they had finished showing me around, they left me to myself. i only had a few options, sit here and do nothing, train.. or try and find an escape route. my mind first chose to just sit there, there really wasn't a whole lot i could do to escape, and the whole 'being an alien' sort of overwhelmed me. i just kept thinking: will i ever get out, and if i do will she be there, would she still want me even if i was an alien?
i mean, emotionally, the dream sucked, but it sparked a lot of ideas. i'm gonna work with this.
i was at home on my computer, talking with katie through aim. oddly we were talking about how we missed each other. we had just ended our conversation and i was headed off to bed when there was a knock on the door down in the kitchen, so i got up to go see who it was was. a tall man stood in the doorway, balding, with square glasses, and a lab coat. "you must be kyle", he said, "i must speak with your parents."
i invited the man inside, and retrieved my parents in the living room. we all sat down and the man said he had rather.. 'special' news. he paused for a second, and then forcedly said "your son is an alien." suddenly a thought of, "that would explain everything" ran through my head. i turned to see my mothers face; it had dropped in to terror and disappointment. she began to cry, and she hid her face. "we will have to bring him in, and train him ourselves.. to make sure he is fit for our world; this could take several years." my excitment turned to horrid distaste, and the only person i could think of in the dream was katie, and how'd i'd never see her again.
so the man took me in to their little prison. we were now accompanied by what seemed to be the 'doctors' assistant, this little alien like thing that sort of resembled those virus from dr. mario, but with less mean eyes. the prison itself was futuristic, shiny, and very white; almost like everything was made of plastic. they put me into one of the cells, and the alien assistant proceeded with telling me what i could do to become humanly accepted again. there were many tests i'd have to pass in order to do so, but when i took a look at the first one, it was more like they were training me for something more. as the assistant showed me around the cell, he showed me the 'training module'; a small room with hologram boxes and people. he showed me the first test, which involved dodging this man around the small room.
after they had finished showing me around, they left me to myself. i only had a few options, sit here and do nothing, train.. or try and find an escape route. my mind first chose to just sit there, there really wasn't a whole lot i could do to escape, and the whole 'being an alien' sort of overwhelmed me. i just kept thinking: will i ever get out, and if i do will she be there, would she still want me even if i was an alien?
i mean, emotionally, the dream sucked, but it sparked a lot of ideas. i'm gonna work with this.
