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Chloé Besson
WRTG 3007
Personal Narrative
January 21, 2014
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I have had several vivid and reoccurring dreams in my life.
My teeth fall.
They fall and they crumble.
I touch my mouth.
Why does it feel that way?
Like my teeth are just dropping.
I have had several vivid and reoccurring dreams in my life.
I try to get somewhere.
Yet the pressure weighs down.
I run faster.
Why does it feel that way?
Like weights tied to my ankles.
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I
have had several vivid and reoccurring dreams in my life. Often when I dream, I
experience situations where my teeth are loose and without difficulty crumble
from my jaw and gums. I touch my mouth as I wonder why it feels that way, and
my teeth just fall.
If
my teeth aren’t falling out in my dream, then I am usually trying to get somewhere
but for some reason, no matter how hard I physically try, I can’t move any
faster than my dream lets me. It’s like I’m running in slow motion, yet I am
pushing myself as if I was running faster than ever. It’s as if there are
weights tied to my ankles and even though my feet are running as fast as they
can, I am struggling and moving so slowly. I wake up anxious and out of breath
because I feel like for the past 5 hours I have been trying to push through a
brick wall with my bare hands.
There
was one dream in particular that was exceptional in its content that really
stuck with me. I was a senior in high school and I was taking AP psychology;
this is in real life mind you. We were in the dream portion of our syllabus and
we had been talking about various ways people have been able to alter the state
of their dream or be conscious of the fact they were dreaming, something I have
never been able to do. I had been writing down my dreams every night and
practicing several things we talked about in class but it was never successful.
Finally, in the last day of this unit about dreams, we had our quiz, and moved
on to other psychological theories and maladies. A couple days later, I found
out that my good friend’s sister, Hilla, had passed away. It was a full moon that day and I remember
because it was one of those full moons that lurked low in the sky, holding the
warmest color of milky blood-orange.
That
night I went to bed and started dreaming about these small monsters and goblins.
I was in Paris in some ambiguous park next to the house I used to live in while
I was growing up in France. I was with someone wandering in the park and at
first I couldn’t tell who she was but then realized it was Hilla. We were
talking next to this water fountain when all of a sudden I felt my teeth
falling out and quickly after that, madness hit the city and goblin monster
creatures were invading everything. The buildings were tall and dark, and the
streets skinny and filled with screaming, running people. People started
pilling up into the massive city bank across the street, because of the
advanced security system it had. I ran inside the bank with Sheila and started
holding my hands over my ears with a look of fear on my face, while everything
around me was rampant with violence and destruction. I started to say “I can
change this… no really, I remember that I can” and Sheila looked at me like I
was crazy. I then insisted that yes I could change everything if I really felt
like it; it was completely in my control.
Right
after saying that, I started falling through the sky, but it was more like a
dark tunnel of dark navy blue color. I could feel my stomach in the back
of my throat like one does on a roller coaster, and I was reaching trying to
grab anything while I dropped through the air. There was a hole at the bottom and
I somehow knew I had to fall through it, but was too ridden with anxiety to try
to aim for it. Then, all of a sudden and for a reason I don’t know, I had a
weird change of mentality and told myself to let myself fall and that I would
make it to the bottom just fine. I then just gracefully fell into and through
nothing, down this tunnel through the air. Falling this way felt so real and
vivid, because there was no restriction or worry to be had. As I fell, it all slowly
melted and faded away and in came this scene of me in a comfortable train car,
crossing the countryside of France on the sunniest of days.
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