If Dreams Had Directors, Mine was Definitely on Candy
- Michele Renee

- Jul 8, 2025
- 3 min read
Twisting in My Mind š¤Æš September 10, 2015
He told us not to share the magic word š¤āØ
Said if āoutsidersā found out, it would be known and not in a good way š³
He looked straight at me and said, āPlay Tetris š®š§ . Thatās how youāll find the other answers.ā
There was a rebellion planned for later that night š„āļø but honestly? I wasnāt interested. š“
I was chilling š at my Grandma Darlingās house š”š.
She and my grandpa were already asleep š“š¤.
A few friends were over š and Marisa had invited a couple of hers too šÆāāļø.
Some of her friends asked if we were going ātonightā š¶ļøš.
We knew exactly what they meant š.
We both shrugged it off and said, āNah, not our scene.ā š āāļøš
And just like that I knocked out šš¤.
Then something woke me up... š³āØ
A strange, bright light was shining through the living room window š”š .
I peeked through the shade ššŖ and thatās when things got wild.
The sky was lit up šā”
Messages were glowing literally written in light āļøš” across the clouds āļø.
One was a glowing hand šļø making a ācome hereā motion š.
Others read:
āIt has begun.ā š„šļø
It looked š„ electric, thrilling, and chaotic like a rave-meets-revolution šŖ©š§Øš.
I looked around šļø. Everyone was still asleep š“.
And I wondered... should I sneak out? š£šµļøāāļø
Then I saw kids loading into my van ššØ.
I ran outside šØ to figure out what was happening.
The van was like a rave on wheels ššš
Foil-lined walls, blackout drapes š¤, and strobe lights flickering like a spaceship club ššŖ©.
āWhoās taking my van?ā I asked š¤Ø.
āMarisa,ā they said casually š.
Absolutely not. š«
I went to find her šāāļøš„.
She was in the backyard š³š, music pulsing from all directions š¶š.
Dub beats from nearby houses šļø, lights flickering in the trees š²š”.
Everyone around me was eating this tiny nut š„š.
Only a select few had been given one š¤«āØ.
And then poof šØāØ theyād vanish. Just like that. š«š¤
People were coming back, eyes wide šļø, begging for another nut šāāļø because they wanted to return. š
I turned to the one next to me.
āIām going,ā I said. āI have to see what this is.ā šš
I popped the nut in my mouth š¬š„.
He said, āYouāre not going without me,ā and ate his too š¤šš„.
Nothing happened... at first š«
Then we remembered:
You needed a sugar high to activate the nut šš¬š«
So we devoured candy like sugar-fiending children at a Halloween buffet šš»š
Each bite lifted us higher and higher ā¬ļøā¬ļøāØ
BAM š„š« I was somewhere else entirely.
A rehearsal room š©°š.
Iād trained in dance for years š©°šŖ this place felt like home š š©·.
I looked down:
Ballet shoes š©°
A flowing garter belt š©·āØ
I was ready to perform. š¶š
Then I saw my dance partner...
Madonna.
YES. That Madonna šš¤šŗ
We stepped forward... the spotlight calling us šš
POOF šØ back in my grandmaās living room šļøšµ
No spotlight.
No stage.
Just the guy from earlier... about to throw hands with someone built like the Incredible Hulk š©šŖš¢
Apparently, the guy thought his nephew was given the nut š š„
OMG ššš
Plot twists~ more than a Marvel movie š¬š written by a sleep-deprived wizard š§āāļøš



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