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Old 01-23-2012, 04:08 AM

A Dream
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It was a beautiful sunny day in the city, the cars were bustling, people walking with cell phones in hand. At the far end, near the horizon you could see an old hill with garbage all over the place. This place was being remodeled to become one of the many malls already inhabiting the huge vast city. One day, father and daughter visited this construction site with an unseen sign with the words 'Private Property' written on it. They walked through all of the dumpsters, equipment and clutter that was all over the dirt floor.


Soon enough, thy were not alone, other people started sneaking around the property. Their destinations were the same. What destination would that be? The perfect view of the sea surrounding the south east area of the city. For what seemed hours, they all finally reached the top of the hill. Once up there, they saw the breathtaking view. The sparkling, turquoise water filling up the coast; sunlight shimmering and bouncing off of the sea herself. From here you could see the neighboring city right across from the where they stood. Such a beautiful view.to only be covered by another tall building. Sure the view from the windows would be great, but soon, that hill would be gone and just become another unneeded building.


Suddenly there were voices. Angry voices. Everyone then realized it was the cops coming after them for trespassing. Without hesitation everyone on top of that hill ran in different directions. Every man for himself sort of speak. The young girl rand after her father, trying desperately to keep up with him, but her small legs could only get her so far. Then, the most unexplained thing happened. She started running faster and faster. Almost as if she had gained the power of speed. Everything was blurred out as she ran around looking for her exit, at this point separated from her father. Soon in front of her was a chain-linked fence with the gates wide open. This was her chance for escape. She darted out in a flash, passing by cop cars, which soon followed suit. The girl was being chased all over town by cop cars, sirens blaring warning others of the fugitive.


The scenery changed all of a sudden. Without notice, she was no longer in the familiar city. No, she had entered an unknown apartment complex that looked much like a town in itself. She couldn't describe what she saw and yet at the same time, the place seemed so familiar. her mind racing, wondering if she was going to make it, wondering if her father was safe or had been caught. She could not understand why she was now a criminal. Shaking the awful thoughts out of her head she began to walk into the apartments, being cautious of her surroundings. Then from behind she heard a familiar voice call out to her. She turned to see her aunt standing at her door way, with a concerned look on her face. The young girl ran up to her aunt, tears pouring out of her eyes. They went inside and settled into the living room. Her aunt was now hiding a fugitive.


Five minutes or so had passed by when the phone rang, breaking the silence between the two. A young woman came into the living room handing the home phone to the girl. "It's your father", her cousin said smiling. The girl sprung up from the couch and grabbed the phone eagerly, anxious to her her father's voice. They talked for a few minutes only to discuss each other's whereabouts. Her father had been caught but soon released. No one who had been caught had been punished, just given a warning. The next day everything was back to normal. After her father came to pick his daughter up from her aunts's, that apartment complex disappeared. What really freaked the girl out even more was that no one had heard of this place as if it had never existed in the first place. Although, as the same times, they didn't seem too worried about it. They forgot the whole incident soon enough and about the apartments.


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This story was inspired by a dream I had a few months back.