Tag: dream

  • Future Life

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  As soon set over the mountains, I wondered what my next step would be.  Would I continue on with my dream or should I turn back and return to the life every expected of me?  The missed calls on my phone meant my family was not supportive of my decision, but I knew I couldn’t let them make my decisions for…

  • Dream

    What if it wasn’t a dream?  What if it becomes a meme?  Would I want to stay around  Maybe if it was just to astound  I can always just scream 

  • What You Know

    Imagination  Told you to write what you know  Don’t panic, just write 

  • Limerick!

  • Chain Reaction

    My brother’s fall set off a chain reaction.  But not necessarily the chain reaction I would have expected.  I thought as he fell that people would try to help, try to grab him, but instead they didn’t even seem to notice at first.  He wasn’t screaming for his life, but he had never been a…

  • Nightmares

    I couldn’t remember a time when I didn’t have nightmares. They came hurtling out of nowhere and could be triggered by a single smell. A single noise. A single touch. As much as I tried meditating, yoga, running, any and all forms of exercise, I couldn’t get rid of my nightmares. I tried exhausting myself…

  • Freedom

    “I’m free!!” As I ran out the front door of the building, I started immediately screaming with excitement, but my excitement quickly turned into hysterical sobbing. I knew my coworkers were watching me through their office windows, but I didn’t care. Most of them were the reason I was leaving and the reason I was…

  • The Metal Mask

    I watched in horror as the man’s mask started shining in the sunlight. I still had no idea what he was doing or where he was going, I was just praying I would not be hurt. That my friends won’t be hurt. I knew I had to stand my ground, mainly because I didn’t think…

  • Patience

    I lost my patience for stupidity a long time ago.  Most of the time I believe in the statement of ‘there are no stupid questions,’ but then the real questions come and I start to lose my mind.  Maybe I wasn’t meant for working with other people.  A job that didn’t require me to talk to anyone I…

  • In the House

    “Somebody’s here.  Somebody’s in the house.”  I desperately tried to find my phone while trying to not make noise or turn on the lights.  I wondered why Henry hadn’t started barking, but then I realized that meant something else entirely.  Either Henry knew who was stumbling through my house or whoever it was had done something to him.  As I struggled to…