We need to go deeper

I closed my eyes in my room, in my home, because it was late and I was tired. But suddenly I opened them again and I was in my room, but there was much more light trhough the window "It's day yet?" I thought "Too soon…". But there was something different, I couldn't feel the beating of my heart and my body was much more light. I raised my arm and I saw that I was wearing a black lace on the wrist, but much more creepy… It was hiding a wooden articulation. I was a wooden doll!! And I was wearing a pompusly black dress and I had loops on my hair. And suddenly the wall of my room opened and Victor's face almost filled the frame. He was wearing round glasses and shirt, tie and vest, like on XIX century and he looked at me amazed. "You are a real girl!" he said, and held me on his hands. That's when I realized that I was dreaming, and this was a very Tim-Burtonesque dream, all dark and cute.

And after expent all day with Victor testing my new body, we went to the fairy tale house that was his home and went to sleep again. He placed me on my bed and cosed the wall saying "Good night, my little one" as he always says on real life. And I closed my wooden eyes again.

But opened them again quickly, because I needed to see! This time I had my body and I was wearing a leather suit and helmet, I was driving a BMW motorcycle on an empty road, on a bridge, it was night and there was no light except the lampposts. Below the road bridge there was a wide river and I was heading to a city. I looked to my rearview, more motorists were chasing me and they were almost upon me. Then I understood everything, when I sfell asleep being a doll I went down a level on the dream. I acelerated and threw my helmet away to the other motorists, two fell, and then I headed my motorcycle to the edge of the bridge and I jumped like an angel determined to reach the third level of the dream. But suddenly an enormus hand catched me by my torso. It was Lucyfer, he was driving a giantic Harley Davidson "You're not prepared por this!" and he threw me on the oposite direction.

I closed my eyes while I was getting higher and higher on the air and then I woke up on my bed, on my room, startled. There was sun light through the shutter. "Gods, what a strange dream…" I thought. But when I touched my head I could feel the loops on my hair, I was a doll again! I wasn't awake and… I really didn't want to. It's funny to be you boyfriend's doll. He woke up a moment later and opened the wall saying "Good morning, my little one" as he always says. Victor held me on his hands again, but this time his look wasn't exactly gentle, it was more like lustful… And I'm going to skip this part, cause I don't want to censurate the text. Let's say we had a good day together… And at night time we went to sleep, me in my room again.

Again, I closed my eyes. Again I opened them. I was wearing my leather suit and I had my helmet in my hand, but I didn't have my moto. I supossed it was because I threw it over the bridge, it makes sense. Now I was on the Nations Park, a big park in Madrid that used to be beautiful, but in my dream it was like devastated, it was day time and the sun was beating hard, but I had no heat, thank goodnes. I had two little boys following me, but I didn't gave them much importance, it was like when you have two characters following yours on a videogame. Well, we crossed a little river that was almost dry and we found a kind of farm where there were the strangest animals you've ever seen –I think I saw "The Yellow Submarine" too much times-. The children stayed there with the animals and I started to look for a way to go deeper on the dream. I found a hole on the ground, I was sure that if I juped on it I was going to reach the third level.

But Lucyfer appeared again, he was crouched in front of me with a glass bottle on his hand, the hole was between us. I stiffed like a child when is catched doing something forbidden and he was looking at me with an arched brow. "What did I told you?" he said, and crashed the bottle on the ground. I gasped at this and covered my face with my hands. And when I opened my eyes I was again on my room, but there wasn't light. I checked my wrist, I was wearing the black lace. At this point I started to get desesperate "No way!" I screamed in my mind, and I started to sleep again, I wanted to reach the third level!

I woke up on my home, I was in my sitting room and my house was a messed, there was dirty dishes and glasses everywhere and empty bottles of alcohol. Somehow, I knew the night before had been party hard at my house, thing that NEVER could happen in real life. But I was alone and I knew that my parents were going to arrive at any time. I grew nervious "Oh, gods! I'll not have time to found the way to the third level!" And suddenly I noticed that my big dear Lucyfer was sited on my sofa, totally calm, looking at me like a boss, smiling, and he said "Uh-hu, you better hurry…" showing me his watch. "Oh, damnit!" I started to pack all the rubbish on plastic bags and clean the floor, but when I wanted to clean the dishes and glasses on the kitchen, there was no sink! I ran to the sitting room again shouting "LUCYFER!!" but he was dying of the laughter. And then the door opened, that was my parents…

And I woke up on my room again, there was a bit of light… But this time I was really awake, cause I was hearing the noises of my parents out of my room and I was wearing my pijama. But I was not satisfied, I went asleep again. Now I was a doll, again, and I was sited on Victor's knees. "I need to go to sleep again!" I told him. But he shook his head and thighted a bit his grip on my waist "I'm sorry, I've been told not to allow this" he said. I looked at him with a wtf? face and I tried to free from his grip, but was useless.

Then I woke up one more time, this time was the last, I was on my real room on real life. And well, I'm writing this while I'm having my breakfast. Tonight I'll try to reach the third level…  Lucid dreams, my friends, this is the best. I'm starting to think that the movie "Inception" is more real than we think.