Story Time #1

Since I won’t be posting chapters every day I’d thought I’d use these interval periods to just share stories from my time. So I’ll start with a light-hearted one.

During my time in school, my sister would have these vivid dreams that she’d describe to us on occasion. They usually involve some activity around the house that made her feel weird. So I and my dad decided to keep an eye on her during these moments. Day after day it was just her sleeping so we told her that they were just mere dreams.

We never heard of them for a few months. I was playing games with my dad when my sister walks in with a dazed look on her face. Her eyes were sunk in and her bottom lip protrudes far out. Looking back, she didn’t, but I would definitely imagine her making a large drool down her chin.

She walks in my room grabs my arm and pulls me up. She says, “TGA we’re late for the dance,” me and my dad look at each other with our eyebrows raised. She keeps tugging my arm and eventually I give in and let her guide me.

She pulls me to the first floor of our house and starts to fumble around with our front door. I pull her away and ask her, “what are you doing sis?” she looks back at me with her eyes closed and opens them towards the couch. She lays down and passes out. I and my dad knew that all her dreams have been her sleepwalking. So we wait for her to do anything else.

She eventually wakes up and turns to us with the same look as before. She squints at us for a minute and eventually my dad asks, “Do you know who we are?” My sis shakes her head yes, “Who am I?” my dad asks.

“Dad,” she replies.

“Who is he?” my dad points to me. I sit there waiting for either brother, TGA, or Guest and she turns to me with one word on her mouth.

“Stupid.” She lays back down as my dad begins to laugh his ass off.