I remember waking up. I looked to my cell phone that was under my pillow and the numbers read 5:57am. I groaned and tossed out of my bed thinking I had to get up or i’ll be late for ceremony. I thought about how Mariah would have to come into the room to get me out of bed if I didn’t hurry up. The room was dark but I knew that right across the room was Elka, my room mate. I yelled in a soft tone, “Hey! We have to get up.” I heard no response and stumbled to my drawer where my clothes were. I tried opening them but they wouldn’t roll out like their supposed to. I tried again and this time I pulled out the drawer out of the dresser. It fell to the floor and I winced at the sound. I turned and looked towards Elka, but she didn’t wake up.

I gave a huff, started picking up the clothes that fell out, and chose the ones that I was going to wear today. After getting dressed I went out of the room to brush my teeth but as I walked out I bumped into something really hard. My nose hurt and started tingle, I put my hands against the wall that should not have been there. I thought that maybe I was too tired and went to far to the right, so I ran my hand to the left knowing the bathroom door should be right there next to it. I walked along the wall for a little while and finally found the bathroom. Maybe I was walking really slow, that’s why it took so long to get to the door. I brushed my teeth and walked back into the room to grab my phone. I checked it again and it was 6:47am.

Man, time went really fast and I was ready to go. Every morning I knew that if we were already to go that we would meet in the common room (our personal little living room). So I walked out of the room straight for the living room and bumped into another wall, I must’ve been really tired. Once I reached the living room I sat on the couch, closed my eyes, and waited for everyone else to get up. When I opened my eyes i was in MY living room…dressed in the very same clothes that I had put on a while ago…………….. a dream is a wish your heart makes. I can’t wait till next year for my dream to be real 🙂

2 thoughts on ““A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes”

  1. omg, christa that makes me cry from the inside out, but dont wrry i had a similar experience right after we came home i went to sleep on my bed and i woke up abruptedly and began to panic i thought tht i was going to be late to dinner time thinking tht scott was going to kill me if i was late thinking my phone is going to ring anytime now but when i ran out to my front yard i relized tht my pitzer family is long away from me… yeah

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