05-29-2017, 12:17 PM
I don't know what happened. I thought she was gonna walk out the door, then woosh! Grabbed her chest and just plonked down. I was worried, I mean, she doesn't usually do silly things like that, I just hope she didn't hurt her head. It makes me sad enough when I get a boo-boo, even more when Mumsy gets one. It's odd, she fell over and yet... I was hurting. Mum didn't fall on me or anything, it just... Hurt. Like, in my heart. I couldn't move, all I could do was cry and try to wake her up. I think I fell asleep too. I was feeling pretty drained, which is odd, I haven't done much today. Oh well, maybe when I wake up mummy will be awake too. I mean, this is a dream, right? I've never been in an all white room, though someone once told me I should, dunno why. I don't think this is what they were thinking of though, they talked about walls being padded. That sounds pretty fun, you could bump into the walls and squish them and poke them and stuff. Here... Well, I can't even see walls. It's just... White, everywhere. If I couldn't feel the ground beneath my feet, I'd think I was floating. I can't make up my mind if I like this dream or not. It's pretty, but... Dull too? I dunno.
I think my eyes are adjusting, like when you look at something really light and it overwhelms your eyes and then everything gets darker. Hang on, nope, everything is getting darker. It still is. I liked the light more, the dark's scary. I don't even like beddy-byes without a light on. This is like someone turning a dimmer light down slowly. But... How can I still see myself? Like, my hand is there, and my arms... Heads, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes. Well, I say head, I can see my nose and that's part of my head. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, don't be scared of the dark... You can see you, nothing's happening to you. I wish someone was here though.
...
Never mind, this person has a creepy grin. Hrm, I'm being naughty, he may be nice. Never judge a book by it's cover, momma says. Like, most of my colouring books don't have the picture from the front to colour in.
“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”
Gosh, I hope I hear it all if he's only going to say it once. My earwax has been okay lately, but this sounds important. Wait... I thought he was gonna say something? Ooh, there's something shiny in his hand. Makes me think of a prism really, but without the glass stuff and it's round. You know what it reminds me of? Rainbow stones. Mumsy calls them opals, but I like my name better. They're stones with rainbows in them. Hey, what if they're, like, domes and stuff, and they actually have sun and rain in them and that makes the rainbows? It would be like a tiny little world and nobody would know. If I ever see a rainbow stone, I'm gonna take care of it, I don't want any little people to get hurt.
“This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most."
Without it I'm nothing? Silly sausage, mum tells me I'm very important. I won't call him that though, I don't wanna upset him. You know what I desire? Mummy and my teddies. And skittles. Mainly Mummy and the teddies though. Wouldn't say no to milk either. Mine will probably be warm when I wake up, and warm milk is icky.
“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn."
Why would I fear deaf people? I mean, I might find it hard to talk with them as I don't know sign language, but Mum worked with this deaf persona and she always carried a tiny little whiteboard and marker around so they could write messages to each other. She was really nice apparently, but a little sad.
“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”
I think I should introduce myself, I feel kinda rude now. Wha... Huh? Like, my mouth, it won't move. not even to breathe out! You're meant to do in through the nose, out through the mouth. It stops your throat from getting dusty apparently. I dunno what that's like, but it doesn't sound nice. Mum would probably try to clean it but I don't think her feather duster can fit in my mouth. Wait, he's leaving! I gotta say something, I gotta, I... I... I don't feel right... Why can't I ask him for calpol? Come back!
I think my eyes are adjusting, like when you look at something really light and it overwhelms your eyes and then everything gets darker. Hang on, nope, everything is getting darker. It still is. I liked the light more, the dark's scary. I don't even like beddy-byes without a light on. This is like someone turning a dimmer light down slowly. But... How can I still see myself? Like, my hand is there, and my arms... Heads, shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes. Well, I say head, I can see my nose and that's part of my head. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, don't be scared of the dark... You can see you, nothing's happening to you. I wish someone was here though.
...
Never mind, this person has a creepy grin. Hrm, I'm being naughty, he may be nice. Never judge a book by it's cover, momma says. Like, most of my colouring books don't have the picture from the front to colour in.
“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have made you part of it. The Omniverse is a place that reflects the wishes of those who are part of it. But! There are rules. I will explain them only once, so listen carefully.”
Gosh, I hope I hear it all if he's only going to say it once. My earwax has been okay lately, but this sounds important. Wait... I thought he was gonna say something? Ooh, there's something shiny in his hand. Makes me think of a prism really, but without the glass stuff and it's round. You know what it reminds me of? Rainbow stones. Mumsy calls them opals, but I like my name better. They're stones with rainbows in them. Hey, what if they're, like, domes and stuff, and they actually have sun and rain in them and that makes the rainbows? It would be like a tiny little world and nobody would know. If I ever see a rainbow stone, I'm gonna take care of it, I don't want any little people to get hurt.
“This is Omnilium. It’s what ties the Omniverse together. Without it, you are nothing. With it, anything you desire can be yours. But you will need more than this. If you desire it enough, you will find it. You will find that using it comes naturally. Just think of what you desire most."
Without it I'm nothing? Silly sausage, mum tells me I'm very important. I won't call him that though, I don't wanna upset him. You know what I desire? Mummy and my teddies. And skittles. Mainly Mummy and the teddies though. Wouldn't say no to milk either. Mine will probably be warm when I wake up, and warm milk is icky.
“You will not be alone in the Omniverse. There are others. Of course, they, too desire Omnilium. Do not fear death. For as long as you interest me, you will be reborn."
Why would I fear deaf people? I mean, I might find it hard to talk with them as I don't know sign language, but Mum worked with this deaf persona and she always carried a tiny little whiteboard and marker around so they could write messages to each other. She was really nice apparently, but a little sad.
“That’s all you need to know right now. You’ll figure out the rest soon enough. I’ll be watching … and waiting.”
I think I should introduce myself, I feel kinda rude now. Wha... Huh? Like, my mouth, it won't move. not even to breathe out! You're meant to do in through the nose, out through the mouth. It stops your throat from getting dusty apparently. I dunno what that's like, but it doesn't sound nice. Mum would probably try to clean it but I don't think her feather duster can fit in my mouth. Wait, he's leaving! I gotta say something, I gotta, I... I... I don't feel right... Why can't I ask him for calpol? Come back!