I suppose the time has come
I stood naked in the middle of a corn field tall enough to swallow a person well over six feet. Much like a scene from a superman movie, but I appear nothing like the man of steel, in fact image the absolute opposite very short, very bold, and very round. The wind breeze, gusting and tickling my toffee like skin, its sweet smell devouring my nostrils with sensational aroma, the bright sun light making every thing around me yellowishly stunning.
I turn in a full circle observing my surroundings when I hear loud voices of people conversing in a language that wasn’t English which to my shocker I understood, it was coming from the direction that was to the north of me or so my ears lead me to believe. I reluctantly walked towards the direction my hearing organs were pulling me, to sense the longer I walked the weaker the influence on my eardrums, I stopped and started walking towards the south, the closer the more the influence paced.
I came to what seemed like the rim of this field, I could see young pupils through the splits of the corn trees, three guys and a girl in their early twenties or perhaps late teens, I sneak a look-see’s to see if there were more people in the area but could only witness them, playfully chatting and teasing one of the boys for not being a man enough to talk to the girl his been eyeing. I creep around in these bushes like a cheetah lurking to surprise its prey, though, contrary to my disposition I wanted no part in exposing my self to these young men and woman for I was in my birthday suite and they fully clothed. Pondering on what gives and what I was going to do? My brain ignited train of thoughts which I quickly dismissed before the station, thoughts that escaped my attention, such were, what was I doing here? Why was I naked? Who are these people? What is happening to me? Where was my family? Did I get kidnapped? What sort of an experiment was this? It felt as though my air circulations were stiffen, an anxiety attack loomed, I gave my head a shake, may be this was just a dream, a more sensible view intruded. I relaxed, started to inhale and exhale slowly closing my eyes calming my self to ease.
Preoccupied, I notice one of the boys standing behind me watching, I could see fright in his eyes, we both stood there frozen in what seemed ages, he called out to his friends. After the call I so wanted to run and disappear into the sun. But, despite the natural impulse my legs were num I couldn’t take a footstep. Although I had enough strength to cover my hands with the favorite member of my body in time, It somehow felt as though they were standing next to him to before he even finished calling out to them, after pleasantly exchanging shocking stares, one of the boys cracks a smile with a little laugh, soon they were all laughing at me and muttering stuff in their loud laughs which I couldn’t make out. I joined in with an embracement and a nervous laugh not as hysterical as they were. It started to die out as the boy in the centre said “SANBAWA (Adeer).…” when I got rudely interrupted by the left side of my body being jerked vertically, along with the words “waite up Paapo, waite up” by my cherry-blossom.
Only if she could have tripped on her way to wake me up. Darn it, it would have bought me a little time. Hmm Adeer?? Oh well, I am glad it was only a dream.

2 comments:
A variation of the naked dream, I suppose. Although, yours sounds much more idyllic and pretty.
Dreams are wonderful things, really. I love dreaming.
Nicely written.
Although, they are triggered by subconscious thoughts, indeed they are very nice.
I respectfully thanks you sis.
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