Clarity
From Create Your Own Story
You're dreaming again, or you think this time it's a dream. Blue lights flash in front of your eyelids and you hear the distance murmur of a waterfall. You try to reach out your arms but find yourself strapped down. Suddenly, your eyes snap open and you're back in your dorm. You clutch the sides of your temple, trying to squeeze out the migraine. You reach for the bottle of painkillers on the end table next to you and pop a couple pills. Sitting up, you spot yourself in the mirror and
see:
- A 21 year old, male, short dirty blonde hair matted from sleeping on your computer again A 21 year old, female, long brown hair tossed from a rough night's sleep
You pull your long brown hair up into a ponytail and walk into the bathroom. You turn on the faucet and the running water takes you back to your dream. You blink the memory away. As you're getting ready for classes, you hear your roommate, Tori, enter.
She calls your name:
A 21 year old, female, long brown hair tossed from a rough night's sleep
A 21 year old, male, short dirty blonde hair matted from sleeping on your computer again
You glance at the clock. It's 7:15am, just a few minutes before the alarm is going to go off. Crap. A few more minutes, you think. But your roommate has other plans. Luke rushes to the trashcan in the corner of the room and starts puking.
He calls your name, asking for that bottle of half empty gatorade on the night stand:
A 21 year old, male, short dirty blonde hair matted from sleeping on your computer again
