this is one of the questions in the past years o-level paper - Dreams.
Images flashes in front of me, each glowing with an eerie white light. A blue balloon, a young boy with a lady, a river and a red sports car. The images were blurry and always kept changing. For an unknown reason, I felt terrified as I watched. It always was in the same sequence, the same people and the same images. It was always the same dream. It was then I felt myself falling forward that I jerk awake from my slumber, breaking away from the endless repeating torture.
I sat upright on my bed, panting with sweat dripping sown my forehead. I try to clam myself down, but my heart refused to stop thumping furiously. Feelings of anguish, sadness and frustration crept into my heart as I held myself and cried. For how long? I thought, how long must this continue? With no one I could seek comfort in, I embraced my pillow and huddled in a corner, crying myself back to sleep.
The dreams started a few weeks ago and kept repeating and never changing. If it did, it only became clearer. I never had a peaceful night since then and bags formed under my eyes. Overtime. I felt afraid to sleep but nonetheless gulped down sleeping pills and slept. My body needed the sleep. That was the excuse. Falling back into unconsciousness, the same dream appeared again.
It was a hot afternoon, when I walk down a busy street, hunting for a birthday present for my friend, that I met him. He had a booth along the street with a banner that shouted "get your fortune told now!" It did not particularly attract my attention, however, the man called out to me. "Hey missy, you having the same dream over and over again?" the deep voice said.
I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at the man. A grin spread across his face. He told me that some people could see dreams that foretold the future and my dreams could be one of them. It could be a happy event or a sad event, or one that can change my life forever. The man advised me to stop rejecting the dreams. It could be warning me about an event that will take place in the near future. At night I slept, and the dream appeared again.
The next morning I set out to buy groceries for my Aunt. I walked through the park, beside the glittering river and a pair of mother and son walked past me giggling. I did not pay any special attention to them. Just them, a red sports car came speeding towards me. I did not have any time to react. I heard a scream and saw a blue balloon flew into that similar cloudless blue sky.
I felt nothing but pain as I laid on the ground, unable to move. It was then it dawned on me. The blue balloon, the young boy with a lady, a river and a red sports car.
"Those dreams could be warning you..." the deep voice resounded.
I fell into the dark abyss, never resurfacing again.
Images flashes in front of me, each glowing with an eerie white light. A blue balloon, a young boy with a lady, a river and a red sports car. The images were blurry and always kept changing. For an unknown reason, I felt terrified as I watched. It always was in the same sequence, the same people and the same images. It was always the same dream. It was then I felt myself falling forward that I jerk awake from my slumber, breaking away from the endless repeating torture.
I sat upright on my bed, panting with sweat dripping sown my forehead. I try to clam myself down, but my heart refused to stop thumping furiously. Feelings of anguish, sadness and frustration crept into my heart as I held myself and cried. For how long? I thought, how long must this continue? With no one I could seek comfort in, I embraced my pillow and huddled in a corner, crying myself back to sleep.
The dreams started a few weeks ago and kept repeating and never changing. If it did, it only became clearer. I never had a peaceful night since then and bags formed under my eyes. Overtime. I felt afraid to sleep but nonetheless gulped down sleeping pills and slept. My body needed the sleep. That was the excuse. Falling back into unconsciousness, the same dream appeared again.
It was a hot afternoon, when I walk down a busy street, hunting for a birthday present for my friend, that I met him. He had a booth along the street with a banner that shouted "get your fortune told now!" It did not particularly attract my attention, however, the man called out to me. "Hey missy, you having the same dream over and over again?" the deep voice said.
I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at the man. A grin spread across his face. He told me that some people could see dreams that foretold the future and my dreams could be one of them. It could be a happy event or a sad event, or one that can change my life forever. The man advised me to stop rejecting the dreams. It could be warning me about an event that will take place in the near future. At night I slept, and the dream appeared again.
The next morning I set out to buy groceries for my Aunt. I walked through the park, beside the glittering river and a pair of mother and son walked past me giggling. I did not pay any special attention to them. Just them, a red sports car came speeding towards me. I did not have any time to react. I heard a scream and saw a blue balloon flew into that similar cloudless blue sky.
I felt nothing but pain as I laid on the ground, unable to move. It was then it dawned on me. The blue balloon, the young boy with a lady, a river and a red sports car.
"Those dreams could be warning you..." the deep voice resounded.
I fell into the dark abyss, never resurfacing again.