The Painter's Dream- Chapter 3

"Susan!" I turned just in time to see my friend throw me a staff. We were being invaded by the Huns. I hit one in the head and sent him flying. Oops.

"Hey!" Three guards grabbed me and put me in a headlock of sorts. We had lost, a dishonor to my family. I looked up just in time to see a sword flying towards my neck.

"Susie!" I snapped my eyes open and shot up.

"Gahh!" I grabbed the hand shaking me. My eyes registered another pair of blue eyes and short brown hair. "Noah!" I looked at the clock. It was 10:05.

"Get up. And I thought I would be up first." I glared at him. He snickered. For once, he was dressed and ready for the day before noon. Shocker.

"What do you want?"

"Your friend is here." I dashed to the door and found Jessie taking her shoes off, her painting bag propped against the door.

"Jessie! Sorry, I fell asleep."

"It's fine. Your brother answered the door." I attempted a smile and made her laugh. We headed upstairs to my room. We sat on my bed and began talking.

"I've been having these really weird dreams since my birthday. Every time it's a new story. And I have so many requests, and-"

"Don't panic." I let out a sigh, preparing for my story.

"I got a weird paintbrush the night of my birthday." She looked at me, shocked. "What?"

"I did, too." She pulled out a gold paintbrush from her bag and handed it to me.

"Okay, this is strange..." I pulled mine out. The brushes started shaking and let out a static shock. "Ouch!" I dropped her brush, the handle hot. She picked it up calmly. And it didn't burn her.

"What's happening?" We held ours close to each other and they began to shine. We set them down and they stopped.

"This is kind of like Rapunzel and her magic paintbrush. Try painting with it."

"Only if you do too." She stood and grabbed some black paint, squeezing it onto a pallet. We dipped our brushes in it and began to paint, just dragging the brushes across the blank white canvas. We stepped back. "What should we try to paint?"

I thought for a moment.

"Whatever we can imagine. Let's start simple, with that dream I had earlier-"

"What dream?"

"A dream that we were fighters in Japan."

"I had that one, too."

"We were wearing-"

"Green martial artist gikus? Yah. it's the same dream."

"And the one with the dragons?"


"Okay." I drew in a deep breath. "Let's do this." We stood there and concentrated, trying to imagine our dream with the best thoughts that we could. A small pagoda appeared on the canvas.

"Who first?" Her breath was shakey. Obviously neither of us would go first. My brother walked in.

"I'll go first," he volunteered.

"Were you standing there that whole time?"


"I'm not letting you go in alone."

"Then let's all go at the same time." Jessie piped up. I nodded at her. We all glanced at each other and held hands, me in the middle. Then we stepped through the painting,

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Leptirela 5 years ago from I don't know half the time

amazing VOTE UP! want some more now :)

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bluejay900 5 years ago

Great job!

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