A Dream : A Short Story : The Dream

The average person spends more than one-third of their life sleeping, and over this period of time he or she can have as many as 1,825 dreams (Wicklinski). By definition, dreams are mental images, thoughts, or emotions that are experienced while sleeping. In the beginning, dreams were thought to be messages sent from the gods or spirit world. Researchers now have many theories explaining why people dream. Many of these theories believe that dreams can resemble an individual’s sensory experiences or even secret wishes. All people dream, but only forty-two percent can recall their dreams from the night before (“Dreams”). Dreaming is important because it can impact people’s health, provide insight into what they are feeling, and reveal

Throughout our dreaming experience, we feel different sensations, emotions, and thoughts interpreted through images in a person’s mind. During our unconscious process, the meanings of our inner thoughts are experienced through dreams. Some psychologists believe dreams are connected to our real emotions and others may see dreams as a specific meaning related to one’s life (Young). Dreams can put us in touch with our real motives in life due to the connection they have to reality, but other opinions are believed to be that dreams are simply processing memories letting go of emotional thoughts throughout your day (Hamilton-Parker).

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.

When I was born, my mom told me I looked different from herself and my dad. My blonde hair and green eyes didn’t resemble them.

It was so dark when I opened my eyes, but I knew I was suddenly

My mother was a beautiful woman in her late forties with light brown hair that was always slightly curled and the most beautiful blue eyes. I can't deny that I envy my mothers beauty, I took after my father with my chocolate brown hair and brown eyes. Although she always told me I was beautiful I never believed her, I knew it was something she had to say as a

My blonde hair was loose and flowing, but mom would describe it as stringy. I was still dressed in my night clothes, a loose cream colored night gown. I could see the displeasure in her eyes since she looked down upon sloppiness. I often did not care how I looked, at least when at

I woke and saw a whole new place.The air is cold and icy. I looked up at the sky and saw stars that were so bright.I saw some christmas trees with ornaments.

To begin this paper first we need to have the understanding of what dreams are and why they are important to us. A dream is a story, a series of ideas, emotions and sensations that occur while we are sleeping. Freud’s “Psychological analysis of the content of dreams” says that every dream has a storyline and meaning behind it. Therefore the reason why dreams are important is because we need to express in some way our desires and wish fulfillments that are forbidden for our conscious mind. The movie Inception is related to the concept of dreams that were studied during the “Consciousness” chapter, but more particularly in lucid dreaming, which led in seeing a world where someone could implant an idea in someone else’s mind by entering their dream.

Everyone in the world is placed in different situations. Some might be needier than others while some might be more fortunate than others. The two short stories "Brother, Can You Spare a Dream?", by Jackie French Koller along with "Thank You Ma'am", by Langston Hughes both show the audience how important it is to help others in need. The authors of the two short stories are trying to teach us that "Helping others in need" is an important moral through their written texts.

There are many dreams that have lent themselves to shaping me as a person. A few of them worth mentioning include the recurring dream I have where my teeth all fall out, one by one. The second dream that presents itself often is my anxiety-ridden dream of waking up late for classes or something important I have to do. Of course I am relieved when I wake up and see that they aren’t true, and most cases I’m able to wake myself up from those dreams and tell myself they aren’t true. That being said, there are three dreams I have in particular that I have been dying to flesh out and discuss to understand their meanings. Also, possibly move past their recurrences and lingering feelings.

“No, No, NO!!!!” I shouted as my dad yanked down the handle and flushed the toilet. As the last remains of water went down the drain, I felt half my heart had gone down the drain as well. “It’s okay John, I’ll get you another fish, okay?” “No, it’s not okay. That was my first pet, and I let it die. I don’t deserve a pet anymore!” With that, I ran out of the bathroom, ran across the hallway, and slammed the door shut to my room. My dad tried to get me out of my room to eat dinner, but I wasn’t hungry. After crying on my bed for quite some time, I went to my bookshelf and pulled out my journal. I flipped open to a page that I had neatly folded and began to read. Reading it did not stop making me sad, but I wasn’t crying anymore. I closed the journal and began to recall in my head, the day I got my first pet.

M.L.K once said, “ I have a dream….” Now my mom is saying, “ I have a dream to go to America, and make my kids well educated.” Our family does not really have a good education; however, my uncle did go to college. Long before I was born my grandma, her son, and her daughters actually immigrated from Bhutan to Nepal. My family is Nepali, but they just lived in Bhutan. I don’t really know the story, but they had to immigrate from Bhutan, for the government did not like them being there. At least that's what I’ve heard. I guess we are moving for the “American dream”, or to get a better life. Some of my uncles, aunts, and cousins are already in Boston. So it won’t be too bad. In the afternoon (while we packed) we had a conversation about moving:

Have you ever been dreaming and it feel like you inside your dream.? Well, this an dream I will never forget. It was a perfect Friday and I had went over to my grandma’s house to spend the weekend with her. My grandma had said “We should have a girl’s night” just me and her. So we had got a lot of snacks from the store we had got some chips, popcorn, soda & juice and we had got some candy. My grandma had told me to find a scary movie to watch while she got the dinner and the snacks ready. I had got some covers for us just in case we get cold in the living room. The movie I had pick was called A Nightmare on Elm Street 3 it was an Freddy Krueger movie.

I walk up with a start sweating heavily and breathing hard. I look over at my sister to make sure she was alright, I then let out the breath I was holding "thank god it was just a bad dream". The clock on the bed side table reads 4:00, great might as well just start getting ready. I then head to the bathroom to do my morning routine and take a shower. After I was done with everything in the bathroom the clock reads 5:30 so I decide just to wake up my sister. I nudge her and all she does is rolls over, so I then pulled her blanket off of her and she whispers "five more minutes", I just laugh and pull her off the bed, she then starts yelling at me so I take that as the sign to leave the room and see if my parents are up.