Microfiction
Dreams: photo source Drabble: 100 words Dreams In class, I looked at him across the room and threw a crumpled up piece of paper at him with my handwriting in it. He opened it and smiled. I woke up. I chased after him but once I touched his back, he disappeared. I woke up. I could hear his voice but he was nowhere to be found. I was in darkness. I woke up. Why do I keep having dreams about this boy I do not know? Is he merely a memory so strong I can not seem to get rid of, or does it mean something more? Six-word Story: Waking up Heartbreakingly, it was only a dream. Author's note: These stories are about dreams, and how they might have a hidden meaning to them. Sometimes we have nightmares that we never want to think of again, but sometimes we have dreams where we wish they were our reality.