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The narrator experiences a surreal journey through a dream where they transition from a state of pain and confusion to a strange place that feels like heaven, encountering a character named Cornell. After a series of unsettling events, the narrator wakes up in their familiar bedroom, realizing it was all a dream, while their mother expresses concern about their sleep talking. The narrative explores themes of emotional turmoil, identity, and the contrast between dream and reality.

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The narrator experiences a surreal journey through a dream where they transition from a state of pain and confusion to a strange place that feels like heaven, encountering a character named Cornell. After a series of unsettling events, the narrator wakes up in their familiar bedroom, realizing it was all a dream, while their mother expresses concern about their sleep talking. The narrative explores themes of emotional turmoil, identity, and the contrast between dream and reality.

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My emotions reformed into a physical view,

vanished they seemed, coming from the


bottom of the deepest thoughts sky landing
onto the top of my eye lenses. Pain, agony,
hurt and suffering. All these words, could
they have been words that were just
simmering in my mind or it was an
inconvenient reality? A drop of tear could
have changed a lot showing how weak l
was. At that moment l realized that l was
somewhere, somewhere l couldn't see, a
place that felt wrong. Could l've been in hell
being punished for all the wrong that l need,
l assumed. All l could hear was an echoing
sound of totting footsteps moving around
me. I tried moving a muscle and waving my
body but it got me nowhere. Suddenly a
thirst hit me but was l sure that my inside
request would be heard? "Let me give it a
shot" , l said."Water please", l shouted.
Immediatly some presence came to satisfy
my thirst. Anxiousness and curiosity began
to grow rapidly in my veins. Am l in a safe
place or am l held captive?. Question kept
tearing my mind up. Suddenly l felt my body
being lifted up and being placed on a
moving vehicle. For me having a cloth
covering my face , l could not see where l
was going. The vehicle kept moving ups
and downs , rights and lefts until it
eventually stopped. "Finally the vehicle has
stopped", l thought. In my own way the
place l stopped was different to the fullest. I
heard some crowed shoutings and some
screams, laughter and cries. "Where am l
dear lord", l said swiftly. "You are in heaven
dear child", a deep voice, soft at the same
time going on a smooth pitch answered my
question. Immediatly laughters wimbled in
the choking air. "Silence!!!!, thats not the
way we treat guests", the voice commanded
while everyone followed the lead. Frankly
the voice felt strange , sounded very familiar
but couldn't grasp it from my thoughts.
"Remove", he said commanding. Immidiatly
the cloth was removed and all l could see
was unexplainable. I was in a gigantic hall
stocked with a crowd of many. Besides was
the man who was talking wearing a tiger
mask. Standing on a stage staring at the
crowd was l. Immidiatly l was escorted
swiflty away from the crowd hearding to an
unkwon room. "Enter", the guard grilled his
mouth harshly. With my slitherness l snailed
slowly until the guard pushed me
unhesitently into the room, trying to turn
around the door was slut at my face. They
seemed pretty tensed indeed. "Hello", the
person inside welcomed me with a nice
greeting. "Hie", was my friendly response. "
I guess you are knew here", he said. "Yes",
was my reply." Well my name is Cornell", he
said in his hardish voice. Before exposing a
word l remembered that l was someone,
someone who had a family too. I reckoned
that l had one decade and eight years of life
experiences behind my back, living in the
town of New York city. With my estimation
Cornell was a year down on me. His
structure was an extract of a living goblin.
Does this place make you look like this? He
stretched showing his hard rocky cracky
joint hands. I could see his exposed redish
fervish greenish veins. As l took a step
advancing, my eyebrows kissed the bottom
of eye gently. Suddenly l woke up feeling
lethargic. My bones talked for themselves
as l shook my body from the bed. The room
felt familiar again for l realized l was in my
bedroom. Everything just felt normal again
like nothing had taken place. Immediatly
the door was swiftly opened when my
mother's presence came in with showers of
bloomishing roses and flame liliys in her
eyes. Her mouth was stretched with the
impression of joy and peace while her
hands were occupied by a silver stainless
steel tray which carried a cup of coffe and
cookies. "Oh dear how was your sleep?", At
that moment the energy from my whole
body travelled to my outer fleshy face giving
an impression of twinkle strars in my eyes.
"What did you just say", l said with a mask
of confusion on my face. "Dear what's
wrong", she asked with shock in her eyes.
"You were asleep the whole night while
shouting and talking in your dreams, frankly
you scared the hell out of me Raph", she
said.

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