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Explination: I've been praying for a while now about recieving some inspiration of something to write about. Now, I don't always mention this in my prayers, because sometimes I forget, and other times, I just don't think it's important at the moment.

Now, I fancy myself an amateur writer, but I prayed about this the night before last, and today, I was watching 7th Heaven (on ABC Family) and I just felt the inspiration come through me. I began to write, trying to make sure I left out no detail that came to my mind, and when I was finished, I looked back at my work and found that I had written a summary, as well as an epilogue. When the epilogue instead of the prologue, don't ask me. I guess it's because whenever I write something, my mind usually leaps to the end of the story, instead of the beginning, or how we get to the end. It's just how my mind works, I guess.

Right now, I'm calling it, A World of Dreams, because a repeating theme will be dreams.

The current cast of charectors is:
Michael (mentioned a lot as 'the boy')
Matt (Michael's brother)
[Nameless currently] (The teenage driver of the car, mentioned a lot as the 'driver')

So.... I guess here it is:




Inspired by prayer, and an episode of 7th Heaven

[A Sad tale of death, anger, and tears. But also of happiness, laughter, joy, and redemption.]

A boy has been killed. He was killed by a much older boy. Infact, this much older boy was an unsuspecting teenager.

He had been driving through town on his way home. It was late, and if he took much longer to get home, he'd get an earfull from his mother. Out of nowhere a small boy comes across his path, but by the time the driver had seen him, it was too late.

Later, the driver was filled with the deepest of guilts and sorrows for what he had done. He had killed someone. No.... not just anyone. An innocent little child. A small, unsuspecting boy.

The boy's older brother becomes very angry with the driver of the car. Things get pretty wrong between them. The boy's older brother and the driver are about the same age.

Then, days later, they both have dreams that will change them both.

The first dream is given to the driver of the car. In the dream, he see's the ghost of the little boy. Holding the boy's hand, the boy leads the driver to the child's grave. While there, he sees the older brother crying over the grave, holding flowers. This causes the driver to be wracked with even more pain and torment then before.

But the boy starts talking to him, explaining a few things, and comforting him. [When I actually write the story, the dreams will be in much more detail]

[Oh, btw, both dreams take place at night.....] The next dream is given to the older brother. The boy also held his hand and took him to the drivers house. It was very late at night, and the only light on in the house is the driver's bedroom. The boy takes him into the bedroom to see how torn up the driver is over his death. Then, the brother realizes that the young boy's death has affected them both in different ways, but it has changed both of their lives.

After recieving the dreams about each other, the two teenagers begin to see each other in a new light. The next day, they go to see each other, and when they see each other, they both try to start saying something, but in the end, they settle it with an embrace, and then they both start to explain it to each other. When they are finished, they hear a child's laughter. When they look around, they see nothing.

Epilogue (From the Point of View of the Driver)

It is only later that we found out we both had a dream sent to us by Michael. After that day, we became close friends and began to notice just how much we were like each other.

A few days after the dream, a note had been found in Michael's room. (He had been laid to rest, a week before.) It turned out that Michael had been running away from home the night that he was killed. He simply said that he wanted to find 'Home.' and where he was living, was anything but a home for him.

After that, Matt vowed to make his house a home, which should have been done a long time agi. He said a home is a warm, inviting place; somewhere that people felt comfortable and the family was caring. He said that Michael was right, as a tear fell from his eye. That place hadn't been a home for a long time.... Not since their father had died.

Now, I hope there's a lesson in all of this, but I'll leave it up to you to decide what that is.




Well, what do you think? Anything that confuses you, and you want me to explain? Comments? Etc....

~Skwunky
"And they say that a hero can save us,
I'm not going to stand here and wait.

I hold on to the wings of the Eagle,
And watch as they all fly away"

sweatdrop Yeah, the switching tenses is my biggest weakness in writing. All of my friends comment about that.

But thank You! biggrin An I wish you the best of luck with your book (and possible sequal) wink

cool!! 2 things...
one: do you still have 7th heaven? we don't crying I miss it, it is zo cool!!
two: cool story!! (and good idee to pray for it ninja )

you're welcome

we don't have ABC family cry

awesome story!!! Once you add details, lengthen it to book or short story form, and edit it; it will be even more good!!! Hope you guys' books/stories go ok!!

PS: i am not much of a writer! i prefer to read the books than write them!! smile