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I had a dream that felt like it went on forever. When I woke up, I had forgotten I was a real living person.
the bulk of the dream is me being "dead".
I was at my school, except everything had a weird colorful look to it. One staircase had turned into a bounce house slide??? Idk. Anyway, I fell down the slide and met a guy at the bottom. He told me I had three chances to get back up there or he would take my place. I was confused and a little freaked out. I don't typically get stuck at the bottom of school bounce house slides. I tried to get back up but I slipped, then repeated this process three times. The man smiled and took something I didn't know I had. I realized I couldn't even touch the slide anymore. I was utterly stuck.
Still confused, but not as scared. I wandered around what was supposed to be my school. There were bright posters in neon colors with stars and designs. I hadn't been in this area before, none of it was familiar. The wandering got boring as I could only go so far. Hours passed and I realized I couldn't actually leave or go home. I sat down and waited it out, hoping things would work themselves out by tomorrow. They didn't.
Days passed. I wasn't hungry, tired, or anything really. There were other children around, but they seldom spoke. I tried asking around, but the lack of response wasn't doing me any good. The man came back and explained some things to me though.
It was a form of purgatory. I had entered a game without reading the terms and conditions. And by losing, I had signed off my life as I knew it. Time was losing meaning now. I couldn't stop crying and no matter where I ran I couldn't get out. Another man appeared at the staircase. He was having a conversation with the first one I'd met. I remember he was tall, white, and had dark hair and a short beard. Think Randy Marsh if he was a bit younger. A small girl my age stood next to him. The first man nodded and glanced at me.
I'll call the girl M and the new man R.
R was a care taker of sorts. He didn't care too much about us, but he had to watch us nonetheless. Not that he was mean or cruel. M was another girl under his care in this brightly colored purgatory we seemed to own. We found out there was more than the small area we originally inhabited, and took advantage of our new found "freedom". I opened a closet and found a large room full of equipment and lumber..? I was confused but as soon as I saw stairs I booked it towards them. M followed as quickly as she could while R yelled and chased after us.
"There's no way out! you'll hurt yourself up there!"
I felt tears well in my eyes as they found a door up the next flight of stairs. My hand hit the knob and I twisted as hard as I could. My heart and stomach dropped to the floor as the knob refused to turn. Locked.
More time passed and I learned more about everything that was going on. Apparently, I couldn't get hurt in the first place. No matter how many times I fell, I got up without a scratch each time. I also learned some people could see me there. My friends walked down the staircase and looked to me with a smile on their faces. I couldn't speak or explain why I wasn't going to class. I finally broke at some point, letting myself just scream and cry. Helpless and alone. I missed my friends and family. M had gone silent like the others, and R had disappeared.
For the final time, the man from before returned with a smile. He asked me how I was. I did not respond. I broke down again but tried to gain my composure.
" Please use your words. I can't understand you when your screaming."
"I wanna go home."
" you can't go home."
"Can you tell my mom I miss her?"
" I don't talk to your mother."
"please...."
The final words I heard before i woke up shook me more than I'd like to admit. He laughed, leaning in to whisper something in my ear.
"it's like you aren't even trying!"
I woke up then, becoming aware of my surroundings. The blanket overtop of me, the sun peaking through the blinds as the clock ticked softly. I was mostly aware of the tears that had pooled up behind my ears as I cried in my sleep. I couldn't breathe. I gasped for air, taking in the fact that I was alive again. I had been sleeping for what felt like weeks, months even. Time had lost its meaning. Anyway, I really just want to know what this might mean to anyone. It was so surreal I forgot my own existence, messed me up for a few days. Let me know what you think.
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