Drama Monologue – Blame It on the Dreams

Ever wish you could control your fantasies? You know, you rest and dream about anything you desire? At times I figure I could truly FIX things on the off chance that I could simply dream them right. I surmise that sounds quite idiotic. Like a week ago I had this gigantic test in English. I truly like English, however there's such a great amount to recall. I fizzled. Also, I realize that stuff. That’s what makes me so frantic. Who cares, isn't that so? It’s only an inept test. Be that as it may, here’s the thing. The prior night, I imagined I finished the assessment. I got an A. I sat at the table, and I knew everything!Every vowel, each sentence, each character. They were all there. Drifting around me like winged animals, or something. I didn’t wind up observing the appropriate responses, yet I got an A. Alright. Truly, there was a lobster sitting in the seat close to me, yet it was a fantasy, recall. I found out about this thing called clear dreaming. You ’re intended to lie truly still for as long as possible until you nod off, or something. All things considered, that sounds excessively hard. That is to say, I can’t sit still for five minutes, not to mention lie still until I nod off. Rest doesn’t simply happen.You get into your PJ’s, get into bed, get all snuggly and warm, and afterward your cerebrum chooses to turn itself on and yell, â€Å"WOULDN’T THIS BE COOL IF THIS HAPPENED. I WONDER WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF THIS HAPPENED, OR EVEN THIâ€oh, you didn’t need to rest, did you? † Yes, mind. Truly, I do. Be that as it may, truly, wouldn’t it be cool to control your fantasies? You could dream about, goodness I don’t know†¦ Marrying the most extravagant individual on the planet and purchasing an island? That’d be pleasant. Unreasonable. Yet, decent. You could lay there for quite a long time and hours simply considering what you need to dream about?I could atte mpt that? Horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, horse, po †gracious, trouble this. This won’t work. What was I thinking? This is all a result of that dumb test. I detest disappointment. I abhor it. On the off chance that just there was an approach to ensure that you’d realize the responses to each test you needed to take in your life. I could swindle? No! Gosh, what was I thinking? I can’t cheat. I haven’t got a marker to compose the appropriate responses on my stomach. *sigh* Stupid thought. I could get a marker? Argh! Wrong once more. Where on earth would I get a marker that no one but I could see?That’s a cool thought. I wish I could dream about that. I simply wish I realized how to breeze through each and every assessment ever. *sigh* Hang on†¦ What in the event that I study? I could read for a couple of hours consistently, the week prior to the test? Ha! It’s splendid. I can’t trust I never tuned in to my folks! They were correct! I can’t hold back to begin. I’ll start first thing tomorrow. I surmise I’ll always be unable to control my fantasies. In any case. *turns around and takes a gander at ‘bed’* Is that me? But†¦ I’m me? How might I lay there? I’m so confounded, what’s going on? Wait†¦ Am I dreaming?