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The Turning

Updated on February 24, 2012
Rainbow
Rainbow

All of a sudden the noise made me turn around. The small hissing noise was in my head, then it grew louder as I turned to look at the horizon searching for the source. It had just rained which seemed puzzling at the time. The sky was covered with semi-colored clouds, both dark and white, it emited some rumbling noises, that were left over from the storm that had just passed and had drenched the landscape. I saw a bright light in the center of the sky that I mistook as a rainbow at first glance, but it was to bright to be a rainbow, the color of the light was intense and focused like a spotlight on a stage. As I focused my sight, the light turned a yellowish color with small specks of blue and white in the center that sparkled like glitter. The light was coming from a band of dark clouds that were in the center of the sky. I dropped my gaze back to the horizon looking to concentrate on where the light was shining down, which was many miles from where I was standing. The unfamiliar land was sandy and brown with green shrubs that dotted the landscape, how did I get here? I questioned myself. Then the hissing sound started to grow very loud like the sound of a machine that was beginning to warm and now was at full strength ready to do its work. I was startled and amazed at the sight of the truck, no, after second glance I could see that it was a full size recreational camper that was being lifted by the light. It floated upward very slowly at first, as if being drawn by a magnet, then seemed to gain speed as the sound of the hissing grew louder and louder. It was so unbearable to my ears that my first impulse was to cover them. I watched the truck, with its green and white stripes on its side and top start to spin as the light gripped its large frame like a toy in a child’s hand. It steadily rose in the sky, spinning faster and faster on it's journey through the center of the bright light, sparkling as it passed the dark and light clouds. this made the sight, the hissing sounds and the different colors a barrage to the senses. Frozen in my stance, all I could do was watch until the truck reached the source of the light, by then it had reached a fantastic speed so that it appeared to disappear when it reached the source of the light in the center of the sky.





The sound of the explosion and the bright flash in the clouds, brought me back to a sense of reality. What I thought was a dream at the time seemed very real. In my reaction to the sound of the explosion and the flash in the sky, all I could think of was run, run as fast as you can, it did not matter where. As my feet started to move I could feel the sandy dirt where I stepped causing me to slip, now my mind was moving faster than my feet would go. I looked up to see two men on a power pole, which made no sense to me at the time, because I hadn't noticed any sort of civilization. I hollered upward at them “did you see that?”. They were saying something I could not hear, because my ears were still ringing from the reverberating sound of the explosion, that bounced from one side to the other in my head.

I heard a whistling sound behind me that grew louder as I ran, then I realized what the two men on the pole were trying to tell me. When I turned to look, the landscape exploded like a series of bombs had been dropped in one huge mass, flattening the surrounding landscape, as the hills that I had seen were gone. This brought forth an eruption of dirt and dust that grew into a huge brown cloud. I turned back to run in the opposite direction again, trying to tell my feet to move. I could see the fallout from the first explosion in the sky begin to rain down on the landscape ahead of me, I felt small burning embers, gray and hot on my skin. The smell was like burning paper that came from a fire someone had just put out, a combination of water, smoke and dust filled the air, making it both fresh and musky at the same time.


Flash
Flash

Again I looked up at the sky and it was a combination of a starry night and a bright day that switched back and forth as my eyes tried to return to normal. The stars were falling slowly towards the earth in a slow motion of sparkles and gray hues, it was beautiful to the eyes and scary to the mind. It was then that the dust cloud covered me, overwhelming my sight with a brown cloud that made me choke as the dirt went down my throat and into my nose. I came over a hill and spotted the small town, in my mind I knew that I had been here before.

I ran toward the first building I saw, a small gas station that looked like it hadn't had a customer for a long time. As I came around the corner of the building I could hear the sounds of confusion and panic, people were running to and fro like ants on an ant pile, when someone steps into it. Then I saw a man in a phone booth, I approached the booth and I heard him say “don't try to scoop this story on me, I will get the credit on this”, his fingers were to fat to fit into the little holes on the dial, as he excitedly tried to make a call, I shouted at him “what happened? Did you see that truck?” The words tumbled from my mouth like they couldn't wait for each other. Turning back toward the street, my eyes took in the full story of what was happening. I was in a small town, on a main street that wasn't to long in distance, but crowded with people that were looking at the sky, they were all trying to understand what had just happened. They were peering up at the sky with amazement and wonder as the dirt, dust and burning embers, that looked like they were stars drifted slowly to the ground, just slow enough to make everyone freeze in their tracks giving the perception of calm.

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      anndavis25 5 years ago from Clearwater, Fl.

      I don't think I knew you when you wrote this. It's very well written. Makes you feel you are right there. Great pictures to futher stimulate the reader.

      Nice, Michael. Ann

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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      raciniwa, Thank you for the compliment. thats me the astounding story teller

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      you astound me with your knack of being a story teller Michael...way to go...

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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      teaches, thank you, trying to interpret is best when you have others tell you their observations. thank you for your perspective.

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      Dianna Mendez 5 years ago

      Quite a vivid picture you have given us of your dream. Your pictures help decribe your story well. Your must have been trying to sort through some experience and I hope that you find the answer as you reflect upon what you saw. Interesting and beautiful!

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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      Katrine, thank you for your brilliant observations and your comments. My short stories are quite heavy. my dreams also.

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      KatrineDalMonte 5 years ago

      Very different from your short poems Michael, this is quite a story! You described it all so very well with an eye for every detail. Reading this I felt I re-lived your dream. It's rather heavy though.

      I have read somewhere that the more fear, pain and suffering we feel in our dreams the more happiness and joy we will experience in our real life. :-)

      Voted up and awesome of course.

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      cleaner3 5 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      Billy, thank you. glad you like my short story. This was actually a dream I had . The images were very vivid in my mind. I still try to understand what it actually meant

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      Bill Holland 5 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Bravo! What great images your conjure up with your words. This is a beautiful work, one I am quite jealous of. :) I say again, Bravo!