BookRix

I'm not normal. I don't know what I am. All I know is when I dream, its not me. I can do things that in real life, or what I think is real life, I can't. It scares me because I was always told that Dreams Are For When You're Sleeping...

Jasmine was never normal. She was the one who stayed in the corner and played with her self while the others played with there friends. She new as she got older that there was something about her, something unique and out of the ordinary. Every time she closed her eyes she was in a different world, a world where fairy tales weren't fairy tales, they were real, and hopes weren't hopes anymore and dreams weren't dreams. All little kids were innocent and believed in everything because there was no reason not to. This world wasn't just a dream, it was reality for Jasmine. If she got hurt in her dream she had the same bruise or scrap in the morning when she woke up. This second world she "dreamed" about almost seemed too good before something she couldn't control came into the picture... They told her that she is the prophet. They tell her that she is the one they have been waiting for. Jasmine doesn’t believe them. Why should she? She’s just a simple girl thats had the rough end of the stick most her life. They have been waiting for her and she is the only one who can save them. Who can let there be light... Read and see who “they” are and see what Jasmine is the prophet of...