Lots of my dreams are foggy and hard to remember. In my most vivid dreams, something always goes wrong with the solar system.
Once, when I was little, I had a nightmare about the sun crashing into the Earth. That was pretty scary. I ran over to the mailboxes about a block from my family's house. (Don't know why.) My mom fetched me and we ran to the front of the house. We stood there and watched as the sun got bigger ... and bigger ... and bigger ... and it swallowed up the sky ... and then I woke up.
A few years later, I dreamed of the sun slowly drifting away from Earth until it blinked out of existence. The news reporters were going crazy about it on TV. When the moment finally came, my grandpa grabbed me, pointed to the sun, and said something along the lines of, "Look, there it goes." The sun winked out, and the TV shut off at the same time. The unanimous thought/reaction was, "What are we going to do now?" Then, suddenly, the TV turned on again, and there stood the Winnie-the-Pooh characters, looking at us. They offered to let us come live with them in the Hundred Acre Wood. We didn't refuse. Me (holding my favorite toy, Bambi, and my favorite pillow), my mom, my dad, my sister, and my grandpa stepped through the TV screen and into the Wood, and we spent the rest of the dream touring it.
Then, a few months ago, I dreamed that me, some of my Honors English classmates, and some people that don't exist in the real world were trainees, part of some elite team that worked to protect the planets with life on them. The person guarding the Earth was dying, and the Earth picked a successor was picked among us. He was one of the people who didn't exist in the real world, and Asian guy who wore a black baseball cap. The people presiding over our training set the coordinates to Earth, and we tried to send him over. It was really a rather strange teleport system, because the teleport system was the ceiling. We had to throw this guy up high enough for the teleport to "catch" him with electric currents and teleport him to Earth. So we threw him up, all of us cheering, the Asian guy's identical twin brother cheering the loudest. We didn't throw him quite high enough. So we threw up again. Almost, but not quite there. If we threw him up a couple inches higher, he would make it. So we threw him up a third time, and we finally got him high enough. The only problem was that the teleport didn't catch him because it was malfunctioning. When he landed in our arms, the teleport system finished breaking down completely. The people in charge of us got to work fixing the teleport, and we were sent home.
It was Christmas that day, and at my house, I had a nice, fancy Christmas dinner with my family: my mom, my dad, my sister, my aunt, my uncle, and my grandpa. Then I heard something moving around in the basement, and I went to go investigate. There was a girl (not one who existed in the real world), a friend of mine, part of my trainee group, who had long, dark orange hair that was somewhat wavy on the sides and really vivid, bright, light emerald green eyes. She wasn't actually looking in our basement; she was investigating a secret set of computer rooms under my house that someone had put there. She had found it one time when she was visiting me. We discovered the computers were monitoring the trajectory of a star that was going to crash into the solar system and throw some of the planets out of orbit.
We raced back to the base. The guardian of the Earth had died. The people in charge of us knew about the oncoming star, and they had fixed the teleport system. Only one problem: the successor for the late guardian of the Earth had mysteriously vanished. There was a frenzied search. About an hour later, for some reason, I looked into a trash can just outside of the teleport system, and there he was. Turns out, the Asian twins weren't really Asian, or even human: they were part of a species of hand-sized, sapient, extra-terrestrial snails. They had just used some special technology that allowed them to assume human shape. He didn't look to good: he kept moving his head around in a slow circle, and he looked really sick. I picked up the hand-sized snail guy and called for the bosses. The bosses came, along with the snail's twin brother, who was still in human shape. They knew how to treat him, but it would take a few hours, so they sent me and my friend to the Earth to try and help with the situation.
This dream took place around the year 2020 or 2030. We landed in some mall that had been built between now and that time. My friend and I tried to figure out what to do, but we had no clue where to start. NASA finally saw the star coming, and warnings were issued on the TVs. Lots of people in the mall didn't believe them; why would they? They just kept shopping. This was huge mall; it was SEVEN STORIES HIGH. And there was a jungle-gym-thing that went from the ground floor to the top. Kids were playing on it. Lots of parents had left them there unsupervised while they went shopping. Then the sky turned yellow, like it does before a tornado hits (according to a novel.) The ground started to shake. The star had entered the solar system. My friend and I were on the fourth floor. Three kids were playing on this section of the jungle gym when the star hit: two boys and one girl. The youngest boy was the one closest to the floor, and he climbed down to safety before the worst of the shaking started. Then the worst of the shaking started, and the other boy and the girl fell off. My friend caught the boy, and I caught the girl. Luckily,, none of us were hurt. My friend and I ran outside, onto the beach, taking the three children with us.
There was a news reporter and her cameraman outside. The Asian-snail-guy, Earth's last hope, had finally arrived. The news reporter didn't really care about him; she and her cameraman were fixtated on Jupiter. It was spinning around the Earth, coming closer and closer. Then Jupiter slammed into to Mars. We could see Mars' north pole, because the collision turned Mars onto its side. But the planets were stuck in mid collision; some greater force had frozen them. Earth had finally bestowed the powers of guardianship on the Asian-snail-guy, and, as he held his hand up in the "STOP" gesture, he stopped Jupiter and Mars and saved the Earth.
Then I woke up.
16 Feb 2014, 2:07 pm
I am not a jigsaw, I am a free man ! 
