Do you Dream?
Do you have a Dream?
I woke up. Heart Throbbing… My body …Arms and Legs are weak from Multiple Adrenaline Rushes. I cannot move myself readily. Last Semester’s Anatomy and Physiology Module Lessons flash past my mind. I must have lacked Calcium Ions or Adenosine Tri-phosphate (ATP) to allow my muscles to contract. I almost laughed.
Dad shouted: Lets go and get your Laptop (In Chinese). I force myself to move and wash my face. At the same time, I tried to remember what did I dreamed about.
~~~ The Noonmare ~~~
I was returning from somewhere… somewhere I cannot remember but I believed that my destination now is Singapore and I came from somewhere now far from Singapore.
Suddenly, my transport is under attacked. It’s swinging violently. We manage to reach dock. I was the last to climb out of the transport. I looked… It’s a yellow submarine. Interesting. The ground a few meters of me burst. It exploded in a slow motion way. I can see the ground crack before fire rushes through the crack, forming a yellow orange rose.
I was knocked back but somehow, I mange to land on my feet. The word Torpedo registered in my mind. Now, people were screaming. I’ve dropped something. Forgotten what it is but I rushed to take it.
Grasp it. Images flood through my mind. I saw the ground below me swelling before blossoming into the same yellow orange explosions that are happening around me. The images stopped. I was now running into the building.
I’m very tired though. I cannot focus. My mind had difficulty making up what to do. I spent most of the time trying to think. Managed to make the conclusion that getting out of here is good. I looked around. It looked like Dolby Ghaut MRT station. With great difficulty , I found the escalator that leads to the second level. I kept slipping in and out of consciousness. I ran up the escalator. It had stopped working. My shoe laces came off. I kneel to tie. It’s difficult. I kept falling asleep. I was like so tired, my hand coordination seems to be affected. I do not know why. I don’t feel pain. With anger and frustration I roared.
Then I heard a car stopped at the first level. The sounds of the doors of the car opening and slamming shut chased away the sleepy feelings. I heard people running up the escalator. Something tells me that they are holding guns. I tied my shoes and
Woke up
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Dad was at the door of my mother’s room. I was given my mother’s room ever since mom left us.
Got my Lappy back! So happy...Now..It's movie time. I've made up my mind. Time to delete all songs in my Lappy. SAY NO TO PIRACY !! FOR GOD'S GLORY!!!