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martes, 30 de junio de 2015

"The Dream" by Frank Tilsley

The dream occurs in the South of France, on the way back from Italy, while Frank Tilsley was driving with his family. (Wife and children)
In the dream, the man was sitting in a big, powerful, cream -  coloured car, and he was driving at high speed through the country. He was coming to a bend in the road, and in front of him there was a very large lorry. His foot reached out towards the brake, but it could not find it. He looked down: there was no brake! Worse: his hands held empty air. There was no wheel for them to hold. There were no controls of any kind. Already they were almost into the back of the lorry. He shouted in fear. The he heard a calm voice coming from his left, and he turned his head. A stranger was siting there. This one, was a cheerful man of about forty. That man was wearing an expensive shirt, and on his head he had a red hat. The dreamer couldnt understand what he said; he spoke very quickly in French, and his own French isnt very good. His eyes were on his clean, fat hands, which were holding the wheel. This car had its wheel on the left. They drove safely round the bend. He turned the wheel slightly to place the car in the middle of the road. He was goin to pass the lorry. The road stretched straight ahead. It was bright  in the sunlight and it was quite empty. Only one other person was in the sight; a woman was sitting outside a small house with  white walls, and this house was almost exactly ahead of them. She was sitting by a table putting some flowers in posts. She wanted to sell them some, and waved then at them. The sight for some reason, filled the dreamer with a terrible fear. The flowers made him think of death and their final resting place. At this moment they were level with the lorry and ready to pass it, but then the lorry began to turn away from the side of the road, towards their car. It appeared that the driver was doing this on purpose. The stranger by my side shouted loudly and tried to move out of the way. There was a terrible noise from the back of the car, and then and explosion. The earth seemed to turn over, and the noise of the flames burned in his ears. At that point he woke up in fear.
The dreamer was worried by this dream, and he couldnt sleep again. He wanted to know the reason of the dream.. thinking about that reason he remembered a moment in his life. Two years ago, he was traveling in north of England. An american and him were making some radio programmes. He had bought his car from America, and of course the driver sat on the left side. The brakes and the other controls were also on the left, but the colour of his car was not cream.. also, he remembered about the game the American used to play "the chicken" (it is a play that is played on the road), the dreamer hated that game so they never played it again.. but the remembered that this day, when they played "the chicken" the American bought a hat..but it was not a red hat, it was a black hat. 
He was trying to connect the dream with things already happened. 
On the way back home from Italy, while he was driving.. the things in the dream started to happen to him. He remembered everything of the dream so he changed the facts and saved his life, and the life of his family. 
Is like his mind mixed things that happened with fears and the future. 

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