Macabre Night

United States
January 17, 2020 7:32am CST
It started out pleasant enough. I hadn't been on a bicycle in years, and it felt freeing in a way that I can't quite describe. I felt like a Victorian Lady out on a leisurely ride in a park. Well, except I was on the main roadway and a whole century and some had past since that long ago era. I didn't quite realize the change at first. To me, nothing had changed except perhaps the sky seemed brighter, the birds were chirping louder, and I could smell the flowers blooming as I past them on my bicycle. Nothing really seemed remiss. It wasn't until minutes later when a car came barreling towards me, when I couldn't serve my bicycle out of the way, that I knew. There was no body on the ground, no mangled bicycle, no remorseful driver stopping to check my pulse. I had simply gone straight through the car and out the other side. The driver was already turning the corner onto another road, none the wiser for his near miss. My body shook with the implications of this. Could anyone see me? Could I place my bike at the door of that candy shop, walk right in and steal my favorite candies without the purveyor even blinking an eye? It's not something I intended to test, but I assumed that I would be successful at it. I blinked my eyes, willing myself not to cry. I already imagined what kind of reception I would get at home, that is, none at all. I wondered if I'd see the grief stricken faces of my family, or placid faces, none the wiser for my demise? Had I ever existed or was I the figment of a larger being's imagination? These are all things that went through my head. I imagined the long and lonely life I would lead like this. Could I even eat? Sleep? I could use items, that was obvious, but how far did that stretch? Would I be able to watch the television, or was my abilities limited to sitting ob objects? That is when a sinister, almost macabre idea came into my head. I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. I wouldn't lead a lonely existence if I wasn't the only one in this state of being. --- Then I woke up
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@LindaOHio (222288)
• United States
17 Jan 20
I just dreamed about two of my dogs that have passed on. It was mostly a pleasant dream until my one dog was bitten by a fox. Yours are as bizarre as ever.
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• United States
17 Jan 20
I am glad the dream was mostly pleasant. When I dream of animals I've owned and have passed on, I tend to wake up feeling sad.
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• United States
17 Jan 20
@LindaOHio Yes, I understand that. The same goes for when I dream of relatives.
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@LindaOHio (222288)
• United States
17 Jan 20
@ScribbledAdNauseum I like seeing them again; but it's bittersweet.
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@RebeccasFarm (91299)
• United States
17 Jan 20
Wow that is a doozy Amber.
• United States
17 Jan 20
I'll admit to waking up just a tad bit creeped out.
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• India
17 Jan 20
I don't see birds chirping much these days due to lesser number of trees
• United States
17 Jan 20
That is sad. The song of birds is relaxing.