Imagine Novels & Stories

I can’t help but feel my nervousness begin to melt away. I open the tablet and tap on the logo for my brand. One big “A” in fancy cursive. I imagine myself in one of Malachi’s meetings, and i project as much confidence as i can into my words as i speak, “Imagine this, on the tag of every designer product and outfit in the country…

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“Do you have a dog? Is that what it normally does?” “No, my ma won’t let me. I just know how dogs would behave in the same situation.” “Amazing. You are like an outsider to your own body. You are able to project yourself out of yourself and into the self of other beings.” “Duh. There’s a word for it,” Kate said. “Imagination.” “Please use some more of this ‘imagination’. I would like to see the world straight through human eyes. Please lend your eyes to me.” “I don’t think I’m the right person…”

Mellana elaborates. “I’ll keep it.” I decided “That’s nothing to worry about.” I keep the piece in my backpack. We focused back on eating and resting ourselves. A short time after that we got back up and crossed the pack’s limits. It was a peculiar feeling. It felt like something was being taken from me, like a warm piece of cloth. “From now on we’ll communicate through signals and mindlink so we can avoid making sounds and attracting unwanted attention.” Mellana whispers and we nod our heads in accordance.

These were dreams. I didn't wake up in the middle of the night crying about these obscure visions, in fact I woke up and I would begin to imagine my life in one of those conceptions, what I could have become, the person I always wanted to be. Then I would go back to sleep, totally fine and normal. That's what scared me the most.

I closed my eyes to at least get some rest before Joe, our chauffeur, comes around. Few minutes into my naptime, Kate's shriek jerked me awake. "Kate!" I groaned. "What's the problem?" I asked. "Suzy, have a look at this." She pushed her phone forward. I collected it from her. "That looks unbelievable, right?" She crossed her hands across her chest. "What lo -" I trailed off at the graphics that stared right back at me. "What the hell is this?" I gaped. "A dragon!" Kate exclaimed. "In this 21st century! I can't believe this!" She scoffed.

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"You're trying to hypnotize me." Andhara was shocked, her eyes wide. "How do you know?" "Because I can hear your thoughts, everyone in my neighborhood shuns me because of this ability," Enne replied, her steps slowly backing away. "And I know you don't really want to do it." Andhara's expression changed from shock to confusion. She tried again, looking deeper into Enne's eyes, trying to invade her mind. However, once again, it didn't work. "Why isn't this working?" muttered Andhara, almost talking to herself.

There’s something incredibly direct about his gaze, and it makes me feel a little strange. “So,” Quill glances toward the island we are approaching, and I follow his gaze to see a small harbor come into sight, “any idea what’s in there? I mean I know it’s supposed to be secluded, but this looks more like one of those prisons. You think they have an underwater prison where they’re going to cage us and then give us electric shocks to fix our brains? And that this whole camp thing is just a ruse?” I stare at him for a few seconds before managing to speak, “Aren’t you a bucket of sunshine?”