A Dream So Soon Real
by Stephanie Sladek

~

Feeling locked up inside my head.
Being suddenly awaken from my bed.
Cold sweat drips from my untidy hair.
Tell me, is this life fair?
No one understands the emptiness I feel.
I had a dream about a flying motorcycle; is this real?
I want mum to save me from this place.
trouble is, I havent even seen her face.
I'm pushed aside from a race i thought I belonged.
I only wish that I'll live in the world of which I so longed.
This world, in it,I'm respected and loved.
and no longer pushed and shoved.
I have magic, powers, and friends galore.
I have a purpose to live and become more.
I can feel this dream as I touch it by night.
Hoping, by day, to get Privet drive out of my sight.
Maybe, just maybe, I will finally learn about my past,
and maybe I'll feel a sense of my parents at last.
However, this dream is just a dream.
No matter how real it may seem.
So I reluctntly pull the covers back over my face,
wishing, dreaming, longing . . .
to be saved from this place.

Author's Note:

< >Harry still doesn't know he is a wizard and wakes up in the middle of the night conflicting with his thoughts. He feels alone and that there is somehting missing in his life. He longs to have a sense of who he is and to be loved. He imagines this world he "thinks" he made up during childhood. He realizes its just a silly story he wishes were real, and falls asleep. I wrote this in first person, in Harry's thoughts.


Back | Home | Stephanie