Challenge: What did you dream last night?

Last night I dreamt that I was in this orphanage, though I have no clue why. I remember though that the walls were a light blue and the kids that were also in the orphanage would give me weird looks. I had the weirdest feeling that this wasn’t the first time that I had been here. After one of the kinder caretakers had shown me to my room, I decided to explore my new home. My feet carried themselves to a pair of old brown doors that clashed against the light blue walls of the orphanage. Opening them I saw a short flight of stairs that lead to a dimly lit underground basement with a low ceiling. As I enter the eerie abyss. I remember the kids that were playing little games with abilities that they each had. I remembered that I had seen this place in other dreams, it was a safe haven for those whose parents had abandon them because of their abilities. I also had abilities yet I couldn’t remember what they were. I suddenly asked if a character whom I was quite fond of was there. With sad looks they said he had died. (this character whom I believe was named either Chris or Paul resembles a look a lot like Chris Colfer from Glee.) Heartbroken I sat in my room with despair. After several days I re-entered the basement with the sudden feeling that he wasn’t really dead but there was only one way to make sure. One of the kids has this ability to make an object, if desired, send out sonic waves that can do everything from making earthquakes to picking up the position of even the smallest objects. Using that object I found this character who was about the size of the tip of my pinky and was a violent purple color. He confirmed my suspicions because in a pervious dream he was a frightening enemy whom I killed in the end. After questioning him, I discovered that not only was he a good guy now he knew what had happed to Chris. Suddenly a nun whom worked at the orphanage had brought the father of Chris who said he would help bring Chris back. In the end the father died saving Chris form this parallel universe. It was days until Chris finally came back home. He was notably a foot taller than me and his hair was now in a pony tail. After we hugged in pure joy of seeing each other, I woke up.

My challenge for all you who read this article, is to write about a dream either recent or that you remember well and then to challenge other readers to do the same.