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okthisisforvideo-blog · 7 years ago

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Basic Plot idea

A girl, named Adara, gets this dream recorder as a Christmas present. She’s been wanting the dream recorder for months and kept pointing it out to her parents. That night she goes to sleep with the device all set up and next morning she watches her dreams. Adara has a few random dreams, but she ends up having one that sticks out, where she has a conversation with her friend Aubrey. In the conversation they talk about their friend Lucas because they are worried he might flunk out of school. Then, later that day Aubrey calls her and they have the same conversation as they did in the dream. Adara thinks it is just a coincidence, and moves on.

Then the next night she dreams about her brother and mom getting into a fight and the dream happens in real life. Still thinks it might be a coincidence and decides to ignore it. The night after that she has a dream that she has a pop quiz and the next day low and behold, her teacher gives her a pop quiz.

Adara no longer think it’s a coincidence anymore and discusses it with her friends at lunch and shows the dream videos. They agree that it can’t be a coincidence and her friend Aubrey tells Adara that she read somewhere that you can think of something before you go to sleep and you might dream about it.

Adara goes to sleep that night thinking of getting a good grade on her pop quiz. She then wakes up a few hours later panting and drenched in sweat. She had a nightmare, she felt no need to check her phone because she remembered it perfectly. She dreamt that there was a man following me around all day. Everywhere she would turned he would be there. Even when she was at school. If she turned around in English class he would be at the back of the classroom smiling at her. While she was walking home from school he followed her. The more she walked, the closer he would get to her. She started to increase her speed and he did as well to the point where she was running and he was chasing her. Her heart was beating so quickly and she was gasping for air. Even though her knees wanted to give out and she was feeling sharp pains in my sides, she had to keep going. She kept running until she woke up.

She then checks her phone and realizes its 2 am, she tries to go back to sleep but can’t and spend the whole night tossing and turning.

Adara gets up to get dressed for school and walks to school and keeps seeing this man everywhere, but no one else notices him (because he’s not real). She leaves school and sees him chasing her (still not there) and calls out for help but nobody helps her. Everyone around thinks she is crazy. Adara keeps running (still not noticing where she is going) until she finds herself on the highway and then gets hit by a car and everything goes black.

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okthisisforvideo-blog · 7 years ago

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So this is my short story that I am basing my movie on (it probably needs some more editing)

Sunlight fills my room and forces me awake. It must be 7 am. No need to set an alarm to wake up - It’s Christmas day! I quickly hop out of bed and run downstairs to open presents. As I enter my living room, I hear laughter and upbeat chatter. My parents, Holly and Jedidiah, are nestled together on the couch, watching my older brother Brandon and younger sister Rose open presents. It’s the same scene every year, but it’s my favorite family event. There are three presents with my name on it. I open the smallest one first. It’s a beautiful silver necklace engraved with my name on it. I carefully put it back in the box and set it aside. Then I open the next biggest present. It’s the Naked 3 eyeshadow palette. So far, so good. I’m pretty happy with my presents. Now, the last present. From the shape of it, I think I know what it is. I have been wanting this for months. I want to open it slowly, but there’s no use. I tear open the wrapping paper and scream! It’s the Dream Recorder 3000! I’m so happy my parents finally got my hints. I’ve only been pointing out the commercial on TV and saying, “I want this,” since September. I can’t wait to try it out tonight. I used to think when I was younger that I didn’t dream because I couldn’t remember them once I woke up but now I can finally watch them. I can go to school and talk about my dreams the way my friends do.

We spent the rest of the day eating cookies, drinking eggnog, watching Christmas specials, and testing out our new gifts. While I am excited about my new necklace and eyeshadow pallette, I can’t stop examining my Dream Recorder 3000. I read over the instructions at least five times. I’m so excited. Finally nighttime comes, and I set up the Dream Recorder. I make sure everything is plugged in. The app has been installed and is working, and the earplugs are in correctly. I’m too excited. I can’t fall asleep easily. After a little tossing and turning, I finally fall asleep.

I wake up the next morning and immediately turn on my phone. I open up the app, go to my first dream video and hit play. I had a dream where I am a princess running through a magical forest with a prince, who looks oddly similar to my friend Ryan. Then I had a dream where I run off a cliff and fall but never stop falling. Finally, I have a dream where I’m talking to my friend Aubrey about our friend Lucas who we are worried about. She starts the conversation by saying, “Did you hear that Lucas is now failing math?”

“Yeah, I did. He really worries me. I think he might flunk out of school. He also keeps missing classes,” I told her.

“And his parents don’t even care. Or don’t care enough to notice. It makes me so sad,” she said.

“Should we talk to him? Have some kind of intervention?”

“I think I should talk to him. You can come too but I don’t want him to feel attacked. You know what I mean?”

“I think you’re right.”

“Okay I’ll do that soon. I have to go my mom is calling me. Bye love you!”

“Bye. Love you too!”

I then close the app, turn off my phone, and head downstairs to eat breakfast.

Later in the day, around 3 pm, Aubrey calls me. When I pick up she says, “Did you hear that Lucas is now failing math?” We then continue to have the same word-for-word conversation that I did in my dream. It’s kind of freaky but I shrug it off, I’m sure it’s just a coincidence.

That night, I set up the Dream Recorder 3000 again, put in the earpiece and fall asleep. The next morning I wake up to watch my dreams again. Three new dreams appear. First, I dreamt that I was back at camp. Second dream, I’m a school principal and the students won’t leave me alone. Third, my mom and Brandon got into a fight because he kept missing his curfew. All these dreams make sense, I really do miss camp and can’t wait for this summer when I can go back. The principal dream is kind of odd but now I know that I never want that job. And the fight between my mom and Brandon was a pretty accurate representation of a common occurrence in my household. For the past couple of years Brandon has been seriously pissing off my mom.

Because it was the last day of winter break, my family decided to go sledding in the main square. We spend most of the day going up and down the snowy hills, taking occasional breaks to warm up with hot chocolate. After dinner, Brandon leaves to go hang out with his girlfriend and comes back around 1:30 am, almost two hours after his curfew. My mom stays up waiting for him and they get in a huge and loud fight waking me up. I listen in and the fight is exactly like my dream. Any fight between the two of them starts off exactly like this.

“Would you like to explain yourself?” My mom tells Brandon as a way of making him feel guilty.

“Mom, for the last time I’m 18. I shouldn’t have a curfew. I’m going to college next year for chrissakes.” Brandon says in an annoyed tone.

“If you are still living in my house under my roof you will follow my rules.”

They go in circles continuing the most cliche fight for the next hour.

This is so odd. But my dream couldn’t have anything to do with it. It just doesn’t make sense. I try not to focus on it too much and go back to sleep.

The next morning I wake up extra early so I have time to watch my dreams. I’m excited to see them. I still can’t get over how cool this gift is. The only dream I had was that my teacher was going to give us a pop quiz. I get to school and low and behold, there is a pop quiz. This can’t be a coincidence anymore, I have to be the one controlling what’s happening.

During lunch I consult with Aubrey and Lucas about my dreams. They are the only people who would believe me. If I told my parents they would think I was crazy. I show them the dream videos on my phone as proof. After getting over their disbelief, they also come to the conclusion that it is not a coincidence.

“I just read somewhere on Instagram, so it’s probably not true, but apparently if you think about something before you go to sleep then you can dream about it. Maybe try this tonight?” she said.

“I think I will,” I responded.

I fell asleep that night thinking of getting a good grade on the pop quiz. Hours later, I woke up, panting and drenched in sweat. I dreamt that there was a man following me around all day. Everywhere I would turned he would be there. Even when I was at school. If I turned around in English class he would be at the back of the classroom smiling at me. While I was walking home from school he followed me. The more I walked, the closer he would get to me. I started to increase my speed and he did as well to the point where I was running and he was chasing me. My heart was beating so quickly and I was gasping for air. Even though my knees wanted to give out and I was feeling sharp pains in my sides, I had to keep going. I kept running until I woke up. I check my phone, it’s 2am. I have to go back to sleep. I’m sure it won’t happen tomorrow, not everything I dreamt came true.

I couldn’t fall back asleep, I spent the rest of the night tossing and turning, not getting a wink of sleep. My alarm went off the next morning, and I was still awake.

I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and looked in the mirror. The man was there. With a racing heart and sweaty palms, I turned around to see nothing. Okay, calm down, I told myself, you’re just imagining it. The man is not there.

Everywhere I saw the man. When I was walking to school, I looked behind me and he was there. I got to school and went to my locker and the man was across the hall opening another locker. But no one else seemed to notice this random man.

“Hey, Adara are you okay? You keep looking in the back of the classroom all paranoid.” Lucas asked me.

“Aren’t you a little worried about that man in the back of the classroom?” I asked while point to the back of the room.

“What man?”

The man was suddenly gone.

“Oh, nevermind. I just think I’m imagining things. I didn’t sleep well last night that’s all.” I said while scanning the room for the man who was nowhere to be found.

“Okay, be careful though.”

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As I walked home from school, I felt like I was being followed. I turned around to see the man about a block behind me. I knew I wasn’t crazy! I knew he existed. I kept walking, and the man kept following me. What did he want from me? I turned the corner into an alleyway and he was still there. I felt like I was in a horror movie. I started to increase my pace in hopes of losing him. But he just went faster. It was just like my dream.

“Help!” I yelled, “This man is trying to hurt me! Somebody please help me!”

But no one came to help me. They all looked at me like I was insane, as if no one was there.

“Do you not see the man following me?” I cried out, “I need help!”

I kept running, even if no one was going to help me I had to escape him. I was barely breathing and my head was throbbing, but I kept running. I didn’t even care where I was going, I just had to get away from him. I didn’t notice where I was going until I looked around and realized I was on the highway. I turned to look for the man and a car came charging towards me. I didn’t have time to move out of the way and the car hit me. It then went black.

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