--I wrote Time-Less for the sci-fi competition, so this is the follow on from that. xx--

I have Dreams. Dreams which I can't explain. Dreams that feel so real, it's as if they are memories. Sometimes I feel as if I am awake, and it's happening in front of me, other times, I just dream of nothing. It's either The Dream, or just a blank. Something happened to me in reality. Something I can't remember when I have my eyes open; but when I sleep, relive it in flashes.


1. The Dream

"Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real."

Tupac Shakur

It began last night.

I don't know what it means, but it feels so real. More like a memory than a dream.

I only get flashes; faces, words, the memory of a touch.

Nothing substantial or meaningful.

There is one face which sticks out though.

Its a boy, around my age. He has clear hazel eyes, which sometimes appear red in my mind. His hair is messy, as though he's just ruffled it instead of combing it, and it's pitch black. His eyes are cold; merciless. As though if you did something to anger him, he'd never forgive you.

When I see his face in The Dream, he's normally glaring at me with hatred, or looking down on me with contempt. However, there was a single moment, when I thought I saw him gaze at me with some fondness. Then it was gone.

Since that night, and that Dream, I've dreamt continuous variations of that dream, or sometimes the same one. If I don't dream of that, I dream of nothing. 

I can't talk to anyone about this; they'll think I'm going mad.

Because for whatever reason, in every single one of my dreams, the boy with the hazel eyes is there. And in every single dream, I always feel as though he's protecting me.

I look down in to my mug of dark coffee, then glance at the clock on the wall. It's just gone midnight.

I sigh and quietly walk over to the sink, finishing my coffee before gently placing the cup in the wash bowl.

I could hear the gentle snores of my room mate as she slept, and slowly crept to my room, wondering whether the boy will appear in my sleep again tonight.

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