Writing Prompt #1,058
You are in fifth grade when the dreams begin. You find yourself in a version of your hometown that is not quite your hometown. The people are the same, but they dress wildly, in colorful gowns and suits. The town itself is the same, but the buildings are different; the library is a castle, and the local supermarket is built into a large tree in the center of town. When you are in the dream world, no one pays you any mind until one day a boy your age whom you have never seen before realizes that you are not from here. He tells you he isn't either. In fact, he's been trapped here for years. It's up to you to help him—without getting trapped yourself.
‟What do you mean you’ve been trapped here?” I ask looking him from head to toe. He’s dressed in a powered blue suit that is snug to his body. ‟You look like you belong here.” I state. He throws his head back and groans.
‟You’d think someone from out of this world be smart enough to realize that I’m dressed this way to blend in.” He says and I sigh.
‟Well, you would think that someone claiming to not be from around here would show some proof.” I say in a sassy tone. He looks at me again. I raise an eyebrow and his shoulder sag. He sighs. I take a deep breath ‟I want to believe you but I have no proof.” I shrug helplessly.
‟Come with me.” He says as he turns away from me. Walking towards the edge of town. ‟Keep up.” He hisses.
‟Young Man.” A woman says stepping in front of us. ‟Hello, young lady.” She says curtsying in front of me. When she is standing straight up she looks at the boy in front of me. ‟Remember tonight the king is picking a new princess and prince. So, you two need to be back by night fall.” She says giving him a pointed look. ‟You missed the last one.” She looks towards me. ‟Your young lady is from out of town and if you bring here, he may forgive you for missing the last one.”
