Creative Writing: a Dream Come True Essay

I went home to think and i was looking at my old baseball cards when I saw Babe Ruth, I wish I could be like him someday I thought to myself. I was getting a little tired so I decided to go to sleep. I had a dream about me in nbl but that would never happen in real life.

I got into my pajamas with hearts all over them and blue under them they were as soft as a cloud. When I got into bed to rest my head I imagined what fun Lexie and I are going to have. I always text her, but it will be nice to see her face to face. I rested my eyes and closed them shut I then fell asleep and dreamed. Most of my dreams from that night were about Lexie and me as kids, and how we would play at the park all the time.

I remember falling asleep, but I don’t remember being in a bed. I had fallen asleep in the hall due to my emotional state. My body didn’t need the sleep. My mind did. I’m actually happy I did. It got my mind off all my problems and sorrows for a good while. I sit up, pushing the unfamiliar blankets off my body. I’m in a strange hard bed in a foreign room. Everything around me feels new and alien. This isn’t my dull little prison. This room is slightly decorated with light brown walls and a dresser covered with random things.

I jolted up and looked around, it's my bedroom.. It was a dream. Why would I have a dream like that? I'm not sure.

It was a very snowy day in the historic sight of Washington D.C. With all the buildings and monuments. So many people walking about. It was so much fun being with my friends when suddenly I see a small figure huddled by a trash bin. I said bye to my friends and walked over to this figure. When just then I notice it is a German Shepherd puppy! When I approached it it jumped right into my arms!

She hopped on the bus. She thought. Where am I going to sit today? Her

I woke up on the very edge of my bed my blankets tossed on the floor and my head buried into a pillow. I groaned as I pushed myself off the bed picking up the blankets and laying them on the mattress. I stretched my arms and yawned as I walked over to my bathroom and twisting the knobs trying to find a perfect temperature.

And what was going throw our mind was that we were either going crazy or dreaming so I pinched myself to see if I was sleeping but I was not. And as I though a mysterious

I had a dream that I was floating in the sky with big, fluffy, white clouds. I felt as if my body is light and how I could soar through the sky so gracefully like a majestic swan. Bump! goes the school bus.

It was 8:30pm in my bedroom. I just got home from football practice like every other night.

The next dream I recalled started with a stranger asking to give me a ride home at school. I went through my normal schedule throughout the whole day and almost every class, this teenager would walk up to me and ask to give me a ride home. I started to get frustrated and finally agreed, even though I said yes, he would not stop asking. The bell rang and it was finally time to leave school. This guy drove me home and dropped me off, I went in my house and got ready to go to work.

I remember it was raining that day. The ground was wet and the air was cool and there was a nice summer breeze. When i got home i drank a lot of water and eat some food i took from the party. I was very happy to get my black belt. My mother said she wanted to give me a gift, I asked her what type of gift. She told me she wanted to get one of the neighbors puppies. We rushed to the store and went to go get a dog bed a toy and food and water bowl.We bought this fake grass mat, it’s supposed to train the dog. Two hours after the neighbor came with the dog who was extremely excited to meet new people.He was small and a brownish color with very fluffy fur. Nice brown eyes and a curled tail.The dog was a poodle so his ears were floppy.He jumped on my leg and started licking my hand.I pet him, i was excited to play with him i took his toy which was a duck and too large for him at the

Everyone in the world has had at least one dream in their lifetime. Most people don’t think much about the dreams they have, unless they are recurring. Most people today wake up from a dream or nightmare saying, “thank heaven that was a dream,” or “too bad that was just a dream.” Many times these dreams or nightmares have more meaning than we think.

When I was about six or seven I would have a few reoccurring dreams. One of them involved a red truck. The truck would be driving down the road beside my house and it was on fire. The truck was speeding and

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…