1 Introduction

Ashlynn laid in bed, talking to her boyfriend on the phone. Soon she passed out. She drowned in her dreams every night. Each day was a different dream.

She could have some control over them, but she usually let them do their own things. The dreams make her feel many different things.

Some made her happy. Some excited. Some sad or depressed. There's a feeling she gets that she could never explain. What was that feeling? It felt dark and cold and it made her shiver, but at the same time it was a nice feeling.

It made her want to write. It inspired her, made her write. What would this feeling be called? Ashlynn didn't know.

Why does her dreams become stories so easily in her mind? Does it just happen naturally? Has it always been like this?

In her dreams she dreams of the weirdest things. Most of the time no one even has dreams close to what she has.

Her dreams repeat the scenes over and over, and they allow her to change and alter small details.

So enjoy these tales of her dreams.