Snippet #2676856

The sound of bubbles woke Maritza from her sleep. Eyes still closed she stretched and slowly came back to the position she was in before opening her eyes. She froze as she floated in her spot. W-Where am I? She thought. Looking around she saw fish swimming around her, minding their own business. It took her a few more seconds to realize where she was. Why am I under water?! Why am I not dead? How am I…breathing? She asked no one really. She swam easily around, breathing like normal, and laughed. I must be dreaming. Her hands gently glided through the water as she notice bubbles would form where her hand once was. She could stay in this water world for hours, but her curiosity got the better of her.

Her body rolled and thrusted upwards towards the surface. Maritza couldn’t get over the simplicity of swimming and breathing underwater. Whatever dream this was she never wanted to wake up. As soon as she came up from under the water her head started to ache and she felt nauseated. Quickly, she sunk back down into the water, but it didn’t help. Maybe I need to eat, she thought as she saw to land. Once out and the pain receding, she took notice she was not in the ocean, but a lake. The waters were crystal clear and you could see straight to the bottom. Her eyes drifted to the surface’s scenery and was taken aback by its own beauty.

The trees were all different colors, not like fall colors, but like those fluffy trees in The Lorax colors. The grass that surrounded her was not green, like regular grass. In fact nothing was at all the right color. She looked down at her clothes and noticed everything was dry. It hadn’t even been five minutes and it wasn’t like it was scorching hot. Either way she needed to find food to calm her stomach. Twirling around she tried to see if there was a path leading away. To no such luck. Guess I am making my own path, she muttered to herself.

Maritza walked passed the trees, running her hands along their trunks. Some were rough, but other’s was smooth. She had no idea she could dream up something like this. The farther away from the lake she got the more she could see of the weird shaped buildings. Something was glowing in the sun, passed a few of the buildings. Not thinking, Maritza kept walking, never looking down to where she was going. Before long she tripped over what looked like a sea slug, but it was much larger and kept turning different colors. She was about to scream, but notice the slug paid no mind to her. It was like she hadn’t even been there.

It is just a dream, remember. She told herself before standing up and dusting herself off. She kept going in the direction she was originally going. Maritza wanted to find out what was glowing. Food had escaped her mind and was of no bother to her at this point.