“I close my eyes and I can see. The world that’s waiting up for me, that I call my own.” I hummed the song, “A million dreams” from “The Greatest Showman” as I fell asleep, not expecting a whole new world to come alive the very next day.
I felt a stream of brightness through my eyes and smelled bubblegum that was lingering in the air around me. I sat straight up due to the smell that triggered my sweet tooth. I followed the amazing scent that led to my bedroom window. As I walked towards the window, I found a sticky substance on my hands, brought it near my nose and realized it was melted caramel. Raising my eyebrow, I saw through the window was houses and houses made of candy! How is this possible? Yesterday was just the same, old, boring city, but today, the city was beautiful, bright and sweet. I’m going to call this place “CC(Candy City)”. It was a dream right in front of my eyes. I can’t believe it.
I wanted to take a closer look at the place so I headed downstairs to go out by the front door. As I ran down the stairs, I shouted a quick “Bye” to my parents to let them know I’m going out. But, strangely, I didn’t hear their usual “Bye, dear”. Before stepping out of the front door, I turned around and scanned around for them. Where are they? They couldn’t possibly go out without informing me. “Dad? Mom?” I shouted, thinking that they might answer this time. No response. I tried again and again but to no avail. Tears started welling up in my eyes, I sucked in the mucus that was forming in my nose. Wait, why am I crying? All these years of their nagging, I’ve always wanted them to disappear and now they really did. I should be happy. I struggled to smile and looked out the door, seeing all the happiness anyone could ever get.
I took a step out and breathed in the sweet air and felt better already. The ground was made of red hard candy, the walls were made of sugary marshmallow goodness, the trees and bushes were made of rainbow frosting and the lamp posts were made of candy canes. Felt like Christmas was already here. Christmas was in just a few days and I felt like the city was already ready for my favorite holiday. But apart from all the sugar, I didn’t see anyone else, I’m just guessing that they’re all at home. All the excitement couldn’t be kept to myself, I just had to tell someone about this, someone named “Megan”. Megs was my best friend since we were three and nothing could separate us.
I take that back. I went to Meg's house and found no one in it. Actually, I couldn’t hear any sound except for the sizzling sound of the popping candy in the swimming pool of sparkling apple juice. I guessed, no one is here except for me. Is that something I should worry about? Uh. Am I going to live day by day with only candy? It shouldn’t be bad…I mean… I can never get tired of candy, right?
Days later, I was sitting on a pile of ice cream. This was a lot of sugar and did you know that ice cream is so comfortable to sleep on? Although I should avoid the sticky bubblegum, it really got the hair tangled. I’m starting to feel sick, probably because I didn’t eat proper food for the past few days. I’m starting to miss Mom’s special chicken soup. I can smell it just thinking about it. I missed everyone so much. Sigh. I guessed this was the life I’ve always wanted.
A day before Christmas. I stood next to the candy cane post, leaned against it and started to sing. “Cause every night I lie in bed. The brightest colors fill my head. A million dreams are keeping me awake. I think of what the world could be. A vision of the one I see, a million dreams is all it’s gonna take…” I closed my eyes with a tear in my right eye.
After a while, I opened my eyes and the same tear dropped down. I tilted my head downwards and saw a wet circle on my bedsheets. I looked around and everything seemed the same as before CC was here. I realized something. I quickly ran down the stairs and stopped right at the end of the stairs which was at an angle where I could see the dining room. Two figures, a man and women, the women standing at the stove and the men sitting down on a high chair, drinking coffee. I took a step forward and saw who they were. “Dad! Mom! I love you so much!” I ran up to each of them and gave them a big hug. “Woah, you never said “I love you” in so long. It has been years since you last said it.” I smiled and said, “I’m going to say it a lot more so be prepared!”
Later, Mom was setting up the Christmas tree and I thought that I should help her. “Hey, Mom,” I said as I picked up an ornament. “Oh, hi. What has gotten into you? You never help out with the tree.” Mom asked, really confused about this sudden change. I hung the ornament on the tree and replied, “Let’s just say that a dream changed me overnight.”
