This is my new story spell bound. Just tell me if you think I should continue this or not!
Ok so bear with me hear I have bad grammar and spelling so sorry if that annoys some people.
~Chloe's P.O.V.~
Friday evening was like any other. I sat there watching T.V. while my mother made dinner. I could hear her singing to herself. I always loved they my mom was always happy. Her happiness never left her even when my dad died. "Chloe," my mom called disrupting my train of thought, “dinners ready. You can come on out."
"O.K. mom, be right there." I called back. I got up and shut the T.V. off.
I entered the kitchen and saw my mom sitting at the table with her long brown hair. My dad always loved her hair.
I sat down next to her. We talked about our days and things that we had going on. Little known to me this would be the last meal we would have together for a long time.
After I had finished my sandwich I left the kitchen. My mom, still singing to herself, cleaned up what was left of our dinner. I loved my mom's soft voice she always had a beautiful voice. How much i would miss it when I was gone.
I took a shower to refresh me from my long day. After I was done I went on my computer for a while and played some games. Before I had realized it was 12:00. I needed to go be in. Lethargically I shut the computer off and climbed into bed.
I closed my eyes and laid there still, listening to the sound of crickets out side my window. After wait about 5 minutes for sleep to come it finally did. I was off in my own little dream world...... or so I thought.
~Daniels P.O.V.~ Friday evening I was up stairs in the game room playing a round of pool. I would usually play my dad but he's never home anymore after my " mom" left us. She's found someone better. I would think to myself who's better than my dad he's always been nice her. To me she was ungrateful of what she had. I don't think she realized what she left behind and how we had to make our life good after she left abruptly 6 months ago.
My thoughts of that day made me hungry and also pool is a very tiring game, if you play the way I do. I walked downstairs to fix me a bowl of cereal. I always ate cereal I never how to make anything else. Good thing my dad was the cook that way on the weekends I can have a home cooked meal. I guess life wasn't to bad for me, besides my mom leaving. I was rich, popular and had all the ladies wanting me. What could be better? I always thought i had everything I ever wanted, but I would find out that didn't.
Cereal fell everywhere as I ate. Hey when your parent isn't home go ahead and eat like a wild animal. No one is watching. That night I ate like 6 bowls of cereal( that was Awesome new record). Slowly but surely made it up stairs. I was so bloated I felt like a women. I went and played another long game of pool hoping to burn those extra calories off. Then I heard the front door open and someone slowly walk up the stairs. I look at the clock it was 9:30.
That meant it was my dad. I went out and hugged him. He look exhausted. There were dark circles under his, he wasn't so happy and he had stubble.( Something my dad never had.)
"Hey Dan I'm just gonna go to bed. O.K.? I know you waited for me so we could have some pizza and watch some movies but I'm real tired." he said with remorse.
" Yeah, that’s ok. I am just gonna go to bed know too." I said back. We both went our separate ways. He went stairs to his room and I to mine. “Poor dad" I said to myself before I went to bed. I slipped into unconsciousness.
Chloe’s P.O.V.
"Whoa, where am I? Is this a dream?" I said to myself. This was like no dream I ever had before. And it's not because there’s no rainbows and unicorns, it was because this dream was so...real.
"That answers that question this is definitely not a dream...it's a nightmare." I said under my breath when I saw Daniel.
"Hey what are you doing in MY dream!?!" we said at the same time.
"YOUR dream this is my DREAM!" we said again in unison.
" OK, Ok, Ok since your the girl it can be YOUR dream." he told me. I just gave him "that look".
"So... if it's your dream it means your dreaming of me. Yeah I knew it you have crush on me." He all confidante.
" Ah,no. Just because I dream of- " I was cut off.
"Genie." he added.
"No, just because I dream of a person doesn't mean I like them." I explained.
"Yeah ,but your still dreaming of me."
I laughed. " Dream of you. Sorry no. This must be your dream. I am not like every other girl at school Daniel who swoons over your."
"Uhh, ok I don't mind dreaming of you."
I don't whether he meant it or not. I was still a little freaked out about this little to "real" dream.
"Sooo... since this is YOUR dream, what do we do now?" I questioned.
"I don't know follow those roads to no where or play hide and go seek." he mocked back. It became eerie in the woods like a presence. that wasn't there before.
"Ok, dreamer boy, if this is your dream then tell me,” I said as I turned him around," who is that?"
“Oh, that’s easy that’s...that’s.. OH I know it just give me a second. Actually I have no clue." He admitted.
“I have the feeling we aren't dreaming any more." I explained to him.
“You’d be mostly right at saying that" The brunette said. It was like we were snapped out of dream mode.
