As I lied down on my black satin sheets,
I felt the worries of day gently float off of my chest. My head sinking into
the pillow and my body slowly starting to vibrate. My mind reaches emptiness,
and when that happens, the magic starts. I feel my spirit being torn from my
body into a familiar place. This is not the first time that I’ve been here,
this time I knew what to do. I had left my psychical body and had made it to
the spirit realm. It becomes quiet dangerous once you reach this point,
sometimes you never go back. Most people hang on to an object that has meaning
to them, and in their dream, they will grab that object and realize it’s just a
dream and return to their psychical body. But this time I was a little more experienced
and I knew what to do.
After
I left my body I was just floating in my room deciding where I should explore
to tonight.
I went out my window and began walking
down my street, I noticed little elves running around yelling my name, and they
eventually surrounded me. It was like I was there leader and they were happy I
had made it there. As I continued to walk the elves followed just a few feet
behind me. I walked in to my local gas station which was for some reason
floating 30 feet in the air and there was an old ladder to get up the entrance.
I walked into the floating gas station to find that there was a party going on
with tons of spirits and even a couple normal people like me, they welcomed me
warmly and handed me a cup with a mysterious clear liquid in it. As this wasn’t
my psychical body I said why not and chugged the whole thing. After I had done
that they all stared at me with a bewildering look in their eyes, finally one
of the spirits told me that I had just drank a full cup of liquid LSD. I turned
around only to see that the sky was swirling and was made up of about 50
different colors, I looked down and said to myself, and the night has just
began.
-Jesse
That ending leaves this story with all sorts of possible outcomes, doesn't it? :)
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