1. Gannon

    Gannon Contributor Contributor

    Jan 15, 2007
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    Manchester, England

    Winner Bick Short Story Contest 23 - Theme: Dream vs. Reality

    Discussion in 'Monthly Short Story Contest Archives' started by Gannon, May 2, 2008.

    Bick - Going Home

    Pain. Fierce electric pain. It flew through her body like a speeding yo-yo. Her heart pounded in panic; Fire, heat, explosion. She cried in anguish as she thought of all the family members that had been in the building. A family reunion, everyone had been there. Everyone that she had loved. Escape. That’s what she needed to do. She put all her weight on her arms and pushed up. A quick shrill sound escaped her lips, and everything went white.

    Though this was only for seconds, for the whiteness was then filled with delightful smells and a familiar building. She could smell her father’s cigar smoke. Those sweets smell only he could create. She could smell the lovely aroma of her mother’s special chicken and dumplings. Her bare toes wrapped themselves around the plush carpet, welcoming the gentle touch. Home. She looked out the front window, it was slightly opaque from the cold, but she could still see the beautiful powdery snow. She walked past her father, and came into the pleasantly warm kitchen. Her nostrils were filled with the overwhelming aroma of the Chicken and Dumplings, and her mouth watered with desire. She dipped a spoon into the boiling pot, and gently blew on the molten liquid. The steam rose, sending delicious wafts through her nose, exciting her senses. She gently put it to her lips and took a deep sip. She gave a huge grin of pleasure, as the perfect combination of pepper, salt, chicken broth and onion danced on her tongue. Her mother walked in, with her old red apron on, and smiled. She reached in for a hug, only to have it all disappear.

    She woke up with a jolt. Her body throbbed violently, pain pulsating through her every atom. She could feel every beat of her heart, as if it were a tremor through her body. She felt as if there were thousands of pounds of pressure weighing down every inch of her, threatening to crush the very bones in her body. She closed her eyes, and struggled to concentrate. She could feel the almost non-existent breeze in the air surrounding her. She could hear the distant droplets of rain feet above her. She took a deep breath, only to get the sensation of sneezing. Her entire body screamed as her head jolted from the sneeze. Everything went blank.

    A warm summer breeze blew her hair gently, as she leaned onto the well-shaded oak tree. In her hand she held a metal fishing rod, and watched as it gently nodded in the dirty lake water. She closed her eyes, and listened. She heard the ruffling of the tree leaves, the barking of dogs’ miles away, and the beautiful chirping of the morning birds. She could hear the mild chatter of her father and his friends as they discussed work. Just twenty feet away, she heard the gentle flow of the stream that led to the lake. She stretched, and started to get up. Suddenly she was jostled as her fishing pole was tugged. She quickly grabbed the reel and began to bring in the line, holding tight onto the pole as the fish fought for it’s life. With one last pull, the fish shot from the lake, wiggling on the end of the line. Her father ran over to her and cheered. She smiled widely, as they laughed at the fish’s small size. He grabbed her and held her in the air, and spun. She cried out in joy, but suddenly, it disappeared.

    She woke up in a confused state, her mind cloudy with tiredness. Every breath she took was sharp and painful. He heartbeat became slower with every second. She slipped in and out of consciousness, feeling almost nothing. She dreamt of better times and of once forgotten memories. She went in and out of her dreams, confusing reality from her subconscious dreamland. Her body began to give out. Slowly, she closed her eyes. With one last breath, she left it all behind. Black.

    Darkness was soon filled with a bright, gentle light.
    The sun warmed her face, as she lay in warm grass. A cool breeze blew over her face as she took in a deep breath. The air smelled of honey suckle and other wild flowers. The sky was filled with bird songs and the flutter of their wings as they took flight. The squirrels chased one another in the treetops, sending leaves drifting to the ground. She raised herself to her feet and spun around, letting the cool air through her hair. She grinned widely, walking forward unsteadily from dizziness.

    She looked into the woods, and saw her family surrounding a fire. They all laughed and talked, while the children chased each other around. She called out for them and ran at full speed. She came to a halt in front of her father and flung her arms around his neck and cried. She felt as her mother planted a kiss on her forehead.

    “Welcome home.” Her mother smiled through tears, “We missed you.”
    She sat down between her mother and father, laying her head on her father’s lap. She smiled and closed her eyes. Happy, to be finally dreaming forever.
  2. Torana

    Torana Contributor Contributor

    Mar 13, 2007
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    Wooooooooooooooooo! Congratulations Bick. It was a great piece and a well earned win sweety. Well done!

    <squishy hugs>

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