A Dream : A Short Story

Having a dream and living with passion is very important because I believe living without passion is like being dead. Someone like Tony Hawk could agree. Tony Hawk has been a professional skateboarder for over 24 years. However, he did not receive that title overnight; Tony got his first skateboard when he was only 9 years old. Since then, Tony worked extremely hard and put a lot of his focus on skateboarding. He did it because that was his Dream. Tony’s Dream was frowned upon by many of his teachers and adults alike. One of his teachers even told him that he “would never make it in the workplace if he didn’t follow directions exactly” (Hawk), but he never gave up his Dream. He kept working hard and eventually became a pro at the young age of 15.

Throughout history, numerous people have studied the human body and its many functions. One area of the body that causes much confusion and controversy is the mind. Many parts of the brain baffle scientists, but a specific aspect of the mind that is fascinating and puzzling is dreams and their functions. It is surprising that an average person dreams for at least six years of their life, but scientists still do not know the role of dreaming (Shaw). Several theories have been presented to provide a reason for dreaming, and attempt to explain what most do not understand. Although dream research has been prominent lately, no agreement has been reached on which theory is correct on the purpose of dreams. Some believe that dreams are only

My Father once told me that it is an unspoken rule to stop and exit your car should you witness a wreck. “It is an action of human decency.” He would say. I wouldn’t have known, as I had never been in the driver’s side seat of a car, let alone allowed to touch the steering wheel. I looked forward to the day that I would be transporting my parents from Houston to our ranch in Hallettsville, which was two hours away, where we would finish out our week. Because I inevitably spent four hours in a car, driving to and from our ranch every weekend, I saw many, many car wrecks. However, seeing a car wreck was not the same as witnessing one, and as a child, I longed to be in the thick of one, not as a victim, but as the good Samaritan who hopped out of their car and rushed to the scene. I wanted to be the person that would be in the paper the next day, front cover, full color picture, in bold letters, my name and my heroism displayed for the whole city to see. It was, then, arguably unfortunate for me that my Father was such a careful driver. If I was lucky, I would see the carnage, the crushed aluminum, and the disheveled drivers from several lanes away. If I was unlucky, I would be straining to see the vivid red and blues of the constables’ light show glinting off the windshields of the other cars. As far as I knew, no one had ever been recognized for being in the backseat of a car moving away from a collision.

“A Dream Within a Dream,” written by Edgar Allen Poe, questions the complexities of reality using the juxtaposition of two situations that have the reader asking, “what is a dream and what is reality.” The poem consists of two separate stanzas that each portray a different scene, one of calm sadness and one of extreme desperation. Using each stanza and a variety of literary devices, Poe uses these scenes to lead readers to question reality and compare the experiences of each stanza.

What Dreams May Come is a movie about life, loss, death, afterlife and rebirth. The film explores the emotions evoked by a variety of characters when they are faced with coping with tragedy and death. It also delves into the manifestations of heaven and the variety of forms heaven takes in the minds of different people.

One day I felt a weird feeling that it was a little bit hotter in my air conditioned room where it was supposed to be a little bit colder. So I stretched and saw something really off, I was on a Tree above my house! I thought i was dreaming for a second so I tried looking around the tree and found I was in a bird 's nest and i felt very small. Then I looked at my arms, legs, and the rest of my very unusually small shape. I found out after a few seconds I was a bird, then I thought this was definitely a dream! When I looked at my self I knew I was a Blue Jay, which I have seen before in scouting with my troop when I was little, and human of course.

dreams. Often, that dream is something like a city or any populated area which has other people walking around in it. In Inception, those people that the unknowing mark (the person whose mind they’re entering) populates the dream world with ‘projections’ that always mirror their ideal perspective held of them in reality.

Thesis Statement: Dreams are successions of images, emotions, and sensations that occur subconsciously during sleep.

This part of the text was confusing and significant. The mother referred to Jonas's feeling of wanting in the dream as the Stirrings. The actual definition of the Stirrings is a bit confusing; there is no direct explanation of them in the Stirrings in the text. Perhaps it is the feeling of desiring someone the way Jonas had wanted Fiona, sexual desire, that every adolescent feels once they come of age. Conceivably, the Elders deemed that treatment for the Stirrings is mandatory so that it would be easier to regulate the community. If there are no emotional outbursts, it would be more likely that the majority of the citizens will obey the laws, ensuring that no crimes take place. In our societies, many problems such as heartbreak, betrayal,

Summers here always tend to be that way. The car's air conditioning didn’t seem to help at all, but I knew I would be cooled off the moment my feet touch the crystalline water.

It had been a nice day, but the sky darkened now, and I felt great globs of rain fell against my coat, and dripped down past my shirt collar, sending icy little snail trails down my back. I looked out at the water as I stood, and I saw her. I saw her standing from the waves, and being lifted by the waves, and I saw her mouth fall open with a toothless grin, and her hands, with their long fingers and pointed nails, reached out to me. I tried to tell myself I was just seeing things. I was as delusional as Molly was. It set my mind at ease for just a few moments, but then I stepped from the sand of the beach to the half-rotten wood of the peer. But I hadn’t been walking, had I? The peer was a good six metres from the stairs, and yet I had ended up there within seconds of stepping into the beach. I had looked into her blank eyes, and I felt like I was now where she wanted me. The world seemed to shift around me. The rushing of the waves was replaced by silence so tangible I could feel it sliding in through my ears and my mouth, and circling around me like an animal stalking its prey. I turned, and I could see my wife on the beach, and I could see her smile. I tried to shout at her. I tried to tell her to leave, and to ask her why she was here, but the silence choked me. The wind picked up and it bit right through my clothes, and fog fell and rose from the

Chapter 1: January 1991 two years before the civil war in Sierra Leone Ishmael, Junior(brother), Talloi, and Mohamed learn rap music. 2 years later while traveling to the town of Mattru there village is attacked while they are gone and they are now stuck at Mattru Jong to wait for word from their family.

Being able to understand what dreams represent and how they effect a person should be something everyone should understand. Dreams can be a small glimpse or feel so real that it is unbelievable. The issue people have the most is remembering. They can not remember if they spoke with another individual in actually life or if it was all apart of their dream they had. There is so much confusion that the person is almost embarrassed to ask if the event actually happened. A dream like this is considered one of many lucid dreams. What is a lucid dream, how a person can control it, and compare it to the movie Inception.

I jolted awake in fear. I had a dream. A weird dream. A vivid dream. It was full of people shouting and bright flashes of light. It was confusing yet clear, like some part of me understood it. I didn’t know it would be important then but now I know. How? Well, it happened like this…

"You'll never see an object in dream that you haven't seen in your daily life"