The girl of my dreams
I am actually not sure where the heck to start with this really. And you may laugh at me as some hopeless romantic who has read too many fantasy novels, and looked at too many comic books and has too many head cannon stories as people call it, or has too much time on his hands.
To give people credit maybe they are right, and as you continue to read this you could say Chris, you're damn crazy. Maybe I am, and maybe all of this has been for naught. After all I am 32 years old now and will soon be 33, as crazy as it sounds to me in 2 months and literally I have been "seeing" this girl for nearly 20 years of my life.
You might be thinking...aw a high school sweetheart. Or maybe a grade school sweetheart. Yeah I wish. No my lame ass has not even gotten to that point yet.
And with that you might be thinking. Wait what do you mean by that? Well...here's the kicker. My name is Christobal Sanchez, but everyone calls me Chris. I am a Property Manager and I have been one for nearly 5 years now, not exactly what I planned out for myself when I was younger but it pays the bills for now, but its not what I really saw myself doing.
Call me a delusional but I saw myself as someone who was going to change the world, how the hell was I planning on doing that at the level that I was at now. Some nobody Property Manager that really isn't doing what he is supposed to be doing? Well...that's the thing. I've been holding off waiting for her. Waiting for this girl to show up.
God I don't know how to start this really, so bare with me as I jot down this. I am not even sure when it started. Its been going on for so long that I really I can't remember not having the dreams. I think that the earliest one I could remember right now as I write this is when I was maybe 9 or 10 years old.
Now, this may sound weird, in fact probably really weird. Back then my younger brother was born, and we didn't live in a big house. There was now four of us with my parents in one room but with my brother born I was kicked out of their room, so that meant my sister and I had to share a room. Not only that since our broke ass Mexican family had very little money for another bed my ass had to sleep on the same bed as my sister.
Yeah...but in my defense I was a stupid kid back then and I didn't think it was weird. I was...oh I don't know maybe in 4th grade back then. I think it was back then that I first started having my dreams.
Before I continue, I think I should tell you something, for four years up to that point, I knew a girl named Elizabeth Sanchez. For whatever reason we were always in the same classes and everyone thought we were siblings. Why?
Well because even though I was born to two Mexican migrants, I was way whiter than my peers, and this I found out as I was older, my grandmother's family was from Spain. So I had Spaniard blood in me and so I am lighter skinned and I was different than most kids in that school.
Now that school I went to was Saint Christopher private school. Yeah despite my family being a broke as Mexican family, they somehow made it possible to send me and then later my brother to this private school. So anyways, Elizabeth was like me she was way whiter than our peers so we looked like we were siblings. People just automatically thought we both were whiter, we both were named Sanchez so that means we were twins. Fraternal twins, obviously.
So anyways bare that in mind, so when I first saw her. When I first saw my dream girl, I thought I was dreaming of Elizabeth. You might wonder why, and I will get here in a minute.
Before I get to this dream and what happened. I have to explain something. For as long as I have remembered I have had what people call out there precognitive dreams. You might say, "Ha he is crazy!"
Well I dismissed them as dreams until I started seeing them, sometimes days later sometimes years later. Like I had a dream of the Tsunami back when I was about 10 years old. I was running down one of those streets, and as I did I turned around and saw a massive wall of water head towards me.
Years later, about 15 (I think it was) is when the Tsunami happened in Asia. Now you may dismiss that, but if you ever look at that famous video of the Tsunami that red car you see getting moved and that building in the background....yeah I saw that in my dream.
At that point when I first had the dream about this dream girl, I had already had dreams about future events. So when in the dream I saw myself as an adult I knew that this was a precognitive dream.
The dream was simple...I was in this apartment. It was a quite nice apartment, and looking around I saw a girl. My mind tried recognizing her as Elizabeth, but truth be told she looked different. Later on I thought that this was because she was older in this vision, but as I've continued my life, I was starting to see that this was not the case.
For one Elizabeth did not have curly black hair. Elizabeth had this dirty blonde almost brown hair, almost like I did back then and was one of the reason why people thought we were twins. This girl this dream girl, she was amazing. She was beautiful, funny and was just amazing and I knew I was married to her. She felt so right to me.
Not to beat around the bush she was in her underwear and we wound up having sex in this dream. I woke up. 9 years old...and having a sex dream? I don't think so. Now if this was the only time I saw her then maybe...maybe I wouldn't be looking for her. But it wasn't the last time I saw her, and it is why I am convinced she is real.
