Dream Part 1
Everyone at the airport is in a rush. Hurrying and hoping to get a place in the plane. The end of the outside world is near. Every radio, every tv is tuned in on the disaster. World War 3 has broke out and along with global climate change, extreme and deadly weather. The world seems to be ending, to be in calamity. However, there is a hidden peaceful santuary island everyone wants to go to. Despite government efforts to make many safe places, only the island was sought through. Only a small portion of the best kind of people can retreat to the paradise. The criteria are as follows; must have something to offer (i.e. artistic talent, scientific research, constuction, math, etc....), must be kind, hopeful, innovative, motivated, and above all peaceful. While these specifications seem quite broad, it is much more complicated than I know. What I do know is that I got in! Along with my direct family and dog. It breaks my heart knowing I am leaving behind everyone, everything. My home town, family, friends, school. But it is the opportunity to live and survive that I look to. Currently, my grandma, puppy, and I are rushing to the gate. We arrive just on time and climb into the back of a small outdated plane.
"This cannot be right!" my grandma said, irriated with the quality of the plane.
Before she could complain more a flight attendant cuts in,"I assure you ma'am, this is the right plane but due to the circumstances, we decided a small plane is more..." the attendant whispers "discreet."
Hesitantly, my grandma passes through. When we got to the plane, the pilot came bearing more bad news, "Hello ladies! I am sooo sorry but we have run out of seats... If you want, we can sit you back with the animals."
"This is ridiculous" said my grandma hysterically as she flailed her arms in the air.
"Ma'am I apologize and to make it up we will provide you with complimentary drinks!"
At this she setteled and reluctantly got on board.
The plane ride was worse than we could have previously imagined. Thunderstorms, hurricanes, and tidal waves all threatened our measly plane and our existence. Due to the extreme weather, the flight attendants were calming passengers and helping the pilots rather than bringing us free drinks. To make it even worse, we got assigned to watch the animals. Every single one. What was described as a seemingly easy task turned out to be frusterating and difficult. During the ride a monkey escaped and let every single animal free. My dog went berserk knocking over empty cages. The cold temperature of the plane had successfully frozen a green chameleon, a black cat, and a few small bats. While struggling to put the pigs, rats, and mice back in their rightful places, my dog escaped and began running to the front of the plane. I dropped what I was doing, knowing Chip was going to attack the pilot. Grabbing Chip in a split second I ran back to the animals. When I got back my grandma had finally gotten most of them back. Accidently stepping on the frozen chameleon it shattered. I didn't have time to cry about murdering the reptile so I kept going. We stored Chip and the other animals safely and by that time we noticed that our destination was in sight. A high tech protective shield protected the island from the storms and enormous tidal waves. Crashing against the shield, the tidal waves would disperse one after another. Despite the apparent solidity of the islands shield, our plane passed through with relative ease. Giving us a smooth and angst free landing.
This is a real dream I had a while back but only about half of the story. I plan on writing part 2 sometime soon. I really like writing about my dreams because I remember a grand portion of them quite vividly. Hope you all like it!