My journal A Dream outside of reality.

I woke up to my body shivering from the heat of my dreams sweat running between my breast, my breath coming out in harsh gasps. I can still feel his mouth on me, his hands between my legs, thrusting in and out of my soaking entrance.

Mesmerized I watch as he brought his finger from inside of me. holding me captive with his deep dark eyes that seem to glisten with a light of their own. I watched as he shoves his finger dripping with the juice from my soaking cunt into his mouth sucking on it as if his life depended on it.

Suddenly his eyes flashed open capturing me once again, a smirk slashed across his face. I felt like he was staring at me since the beginning of time.

Hearing his voice for the first time ... deep ...husky and fierce.

" That pussy belongs to me " he stated then swiftly bent his head pulling my legs wide apart, slammed his tongue down on my cunty, parting the lips of my now drenched pussy sucking me as if his life depended on it

YES!! YES! YES!!!YEEEESSSS!!" I SCREAMED. Now fucking the face of my unknown lover begging him with mindlessly Please let me cum!

Suddenly he dropped my legs and licked his lips, smirked with a look of pure mischief in his eyes. " Now love "

He said teasingly with a dark glint in his eye "You will not come! not until I am right there with you, my rigid cock pounding into your pussy not until you realized I am real! And I am coming for you!

Today waking up is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I just can't get those images out of my head. Would I be considered strange for wanting my dreams to become a reality? "sigh you're so stupid " laughing I jump out of bed and started getting ready for school.

Looking in the mirror I am slightly satisfied by the girl I see, grey flats, dark blue jeans, grey polo t-shirt and a silver locket around my neck. I did a ponytail, quickly grabbing my bag I ran out of the house and to my car. I have been attending " Wallace University" for the past two years. keeping my head high I greeted the few individuals who bothered to say hi while on my way to class.

Hoping to get there before my professor and fellow classmates unfortunately for me, reality decided to step in. I toppled over someone's foot while walking to my desk.

Struggling to keep myself upright I braced for the imminent fall but not before noticing the queen of bitch's smirk. I knew instantly she did it,

I wanted to calmly walk away and just let it slide however, why should I let this wonderful opportunity pass me by. Blinded by anger I walked up to Corine stared at her fuming for a few seconds, before I brought my hand back and bitch slapped the cunt. Is there anyone who can understand the satisfaction one can get by standing up for oneself?

You know journal writing should be truthful so I am going, to be honest, " I just wanted to slap her , I wanted her to feel pain, be shamed and myself to feel good! like can I get an amen!!

Outraged she went to retaliate, acting on instinct I swiftly raised my hand to block the blow furious I slammed her into an open Locker, my whole-body trembling with barely contained rage.

"Let me go you bitch... do you know who I ...! " she screeched. The look on her face made me back off for a second. I found myself seriously thinking that this ugliness she portrayed is her on the inside.

Before she could finish, I snapped back an answer that has been stewing the moment I saw her smirk.

"Yes, I do, your nothing but a spoiled little piece of shit has issues. I don't know nor do I want to fucking know about who you are. To me you're a damn cockroach who needs to climb backing into its little whole and stop pulling shit, thinking you're always going get your way. In other words, you are low down dirty dog! and if you ever come near me again, I will fuck you up so bad not even your mom and dad will be able to recognize you! You .... got ... that.

DAY 2