Personal Narrative: Waking Up

“Beep Beep Beep!” My alarm usually screams at me to wake me from my usual unforgiving short bedtime hours, but not today. Today, waking up without the assistance of that cringe worthy noise, with eyes still heavy, I reached my arm out from under the cozy blankets and switched the alarm button to off, as it was no longer needed. Bringing my arm back into my side, with my eyes still closed I laid there wondering why this morning I did not have to be shaken back to life. I easily narrowed it down to the strange dream I had just had probably moments before waking up. I struggled to try to remember as many details as possible before it all disappeared. Dreams had a tendency of doing that. This dream in particular brought me, first, back to when I was younger. Back in high school or college. …show more content…
It was this boy, the same age as me at the time. He was slightly taller than me, well maybe more than slightly, it all was a little fuzzy, but the more I thought about it, the clearer the details became. He had soft hazel eyes and short brown hair but long enough that if you tried, you could still mess it up. The dream seemed to take place in many different places. The first place I could remember is walking along a beach, the cool water was splashing up against my feet as the orange sun was setting in the distance, the boy walking along beside me with my hand in his, wearing a suit with a dark blue bow tie. Wondering why he was all dressed up, I looked down to see I was wearing a navy blue dress to match. It reminded me a lot of the prom dress I wore in 12th grade. We both looked at each other and smiled as music started to play. I cannot make out what song, but he took my hand and we danced. He twirled me around and around as the breeze gently blew through my hair and the cool sand swirled beneath my toes. Now that I think about it, it really did not make any sense, but then again every dream is like