Once Upon A Dream

No sooner had Kaylee fallen asleep she begins to dream. She is standing on the beach. She whimpers, dreams about this beach have happened before. She tosses and turns but sleeps on.

Kaylee sees a young boy walk her way, a cricket bat resting on his shoulder and a cheeky grin to welcome her into his world. She wonders what he could possibly want.

"Hey! My name's Michael, would you like to play cricket with us?" The boy points over his shoulder to the other cricket players, all about ten years old. Kaylee suppresses a smile, being thirty she is more interested in searching out older talent. This Michael, though cute, is way off the chart to young. "No thanks," she laughs.

Michael's grin slips as he brushes away stray brown curls. "We'll be here for ages if you change your mind." He takes off running, stops, looks again at Kaylee, winks and then re-joins his friends. Kaylee wishes he could still be here in twenty years.Then she would be up for a game of cricket.

Kaylee Feels strangely younger as she watches Michael continue on with his game. His laughter and enjoyment is hard to turn from, she yearns to join in. She remembers how his green eyes sparkled at her. Feeling sad from missing her chance at getting to know him, she kicks at the hot sand. Now she feels old. Somehow life is passing her by. Sadness overwhelms her. The beach disappears and she is surrounded by depression. "Why haven't I found that someone special to share my life?" she asks again, never knowing the answer. To break the spell, she pulls back her long blond hair into a ponytail, ready for a swim in the natural rock pool.

It is at this point Kaylee realises again, as if from a great distance, she is still dreaming. She notices the new feelings from her encounter with Michael, but becomes agitated as she sees the rock pool. She is now entering old ground. This part of the dream although old and expearienced often, still reaches out for her, bringing torment. She tries to re-direct her dream...she is not successful.

Kaylee wonders if she can swim. "Of course I can swim." She grumbles remembering the swimming lessons her mother dragged her to. She can not remember how old she was when the lessons had began. Mostly what she remembers is how cold and scared she felt looking down into the pool, desperately not wanting to get in, ever.

Kaylee is transported back from the fear of those lessons as she is distracted by how clear the rock pool is. Like a child she wonders at its allure. The water looks so refreshing and she is so hot! Without another thought she jumps in.

The water swirls over her head, distorting the sky above. Her feet stretch down for the bottom, it must be  further down than she thought. Kaylee starts to panic. The cold water crushes in on her. A pressing need to breathe comes from her burning lungs. She tries desperatley to dog paddle to the surface.

Someone grabs her hand and starts a long hard struggle to get her to the surface. She is almost beyond help by the time her head breaks the surface. Her rescuer, she sees, is Michael. He is having a hard time holding her above water but he knows what to do and finally gets her to the edge. After they are able to breathe calmly, Michael asks, "Sure you don't want to play cricket?"

"Kaylee!" Screams her mother as she runs to her daughter...Kaylee jumps awake. "Dam!" she pants. Jumping out of bed she is tormented as fragments of the dream follow her. She is frustrated as usual but tries to concentrate on the new parts, never before was there a boy-playing cricket. Someone had always saved her from drowning, but this person never had a face let alone a name. Kaylee could not help but grin at the memory of Michael asking her to play cricket just after he saved her life.





Ok, I've just back spaced half my story! OMG!  So this story isn't finished. Please feel free to tell me the first half stinks to, I can handle it...*Sobs uncontrollable*