Essay/Term paper: Creative writing: a dream come true
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Creative Writing: A Dream Come True
Chad Jay Yr.11
There I was, sitting on my bed at 2:30 am. Wondering about the dream I
just had. Not only was it stupid, but I have never had such a weird dream. It
was really different.
The dream was about a little dog. The dog was walking on my chest, while
I was lying on something soft. I think it was a mattress. The puppy walked
towards y waist. I knew that it was going to bite.
"Get lost". I yelled.
The dog remained calm. Now it was standing on my waist. It lowered its
cute head, and sniffed my pockets. I was surprised. Why didn't it bite? Then the
dog was walking towards my chest. This time I wasn't scared. It opened its mouth
and lowered its head again. This time my heart stared to thump. Was it going to
bite me? No, it just licked my cheek. Even before it finished licking my cheek,
I came to my senses. I didn't understand what I dreamt about. After thinking
about the dream for about ten minutes a went back to sleep.
By next morning I had forgotten all about the dream. That morning , I
was late as usual. I ran to the bus stop with my briefcase. My tie flew in the
morning wind. Only thing that I hoped was that I would not be late to work, I
had been warned couple of times about me being late. Luckily the bus too was
late as usual.
As I was boarding the bus I looked up for a vacant seat. What I saw then
was quite unbelievable. Instead of looking for an empty seat I was perving on a
beautiful woman. She looked to be in her early 20s. The most outstanding feature
she had was her attractive blue eyes. Her clear eyes did really amaze me. She
had fair smooth skin and shiny blond hair. I have never seen any one so
beautiful in my whole life. I looked at her clear blue eyes again, but this time
I realised that they were staring right back at me. I was really embarrassed.
All I managed to do was to smile. When I did, she smiled back at me. Her smile
really matched her beauty. I was captivated by her looks.
"Your change mate". Said the driver as he handed me the ticket and the
change.
I was surprised to see that there was an empty seat next to her. Why
didn't anyone else sit next to her, didn't they notice her beauty? I knew
exactly where to sit. As I sat next to her, she smiled and introduced herself. I
was really surprised. I knew that it was my lucky day.
"Hi". She said, "I'm Lisa. What's your name?.
"Um...I...am Jack" I mumbled. "I haven't seen you catching this bus
before". There were so many things I wanted to ask her, but I didn't know where
to start.
"Where do you work?". Lisa asked.
"Commonwealth Bank, the City branch" I replied "What about you?"
"Thompson Solicitors, It's in Bourke Street. I suppose you are going to
catch a train as well?". Lisa answered.
"Yes. I always catch public transport to work because I don't have to
bother about parking." I said.
During the next half hour we both exchanged our thoughts and feelings. I
also found out that she was twenty-two and most importantly, single. I felt
really lucky. We both got off the train together. We were holding hands. I knew
that I would be late for work once again. I didn't really care about work, all I
had in my mind was Lisa. As we were walking down the Flinders Street Station I
felt really special. She suddenly stoped. She turned towards me and stared in
my eyes. She kissed me and said that she had to go.
"Where are you going?". I asked sadly.
"I have to go to work." Lisa replied.
She hugged me once more and left. When she hugged me if felt strange. No
one has ever hugged me that tightly.
I walked towards the Elizabeth Street exit. All I was thinking about was
Lisa. Will I ever see her again? I didn't notice the ticket Inspector until he
tapped me on the shoulder and requested to see my ticket. I felt my back pocket
for my wallet. It wasn't there. In fact it wasn't in any of my pockets. What
happened to my wallet, I wondered. I told the Inspector that I have lost my
wallet. He said that it wasn't a good enough reason for travelling on public
transport without a ticket, and stated to write my fine. As he handed me the
$100 fine I stated to think about my wallet. And Lisa.
Now it seemed more clear to me. Lisa must have been a pick-pocket. I did
see an article about pick-pockets operating in the city. I felt really
humiliated. I couldn't believe how stupid I was. I will never forget Lisa, or
this incident. I did really enjoy the moment that we kissed. But I can't believe
how someone that beautiful could be such a bitch.
As I arrived at work, I was confronted by the manager. He really was
pissed a me. After yelling his head off at me, he asked why I was late. I
explained the whole story to him. From his facial expression I knew that he
didn't believe me. He said that he couldn't put up with me any more, and fired
me. I really was having a bad day. I lost my wallet containing $160, got a $100
fine for catching a train without a ticket and lastly lost my job. All thanks to
that bitch Lisa.