Expressive Paper 1

The half drawn curtain moved again, I'm not sure how it keeps doing that, it was not a windy day and I did not have have my fan nor air conditioning on, I assumed it was the cat frolicking in the window pane again, but the cat was taking a nice little nap on my pillow. I really wish the curtain would stop, originally I had it closed, I didn't want it open, I didn't want to see the outside world, no, not with the evil that its beings seem to carry around in their hearts. I wanted to sit peacefully in my room listening to the smooth sounds of reggae, but my mother opened up my curtain earlier in the day and it hasn't stopped moving since. i suppose I could close it again, but what good would that do, not much, the curiosity is killing me though. What is moving my curtain, maybe a rodent, or maybe a spider, did i really want to see what was behind the curtain? Well, either way, it was now or never, I took a breath and got up, I stood in front of the curtain examining its uniqueness, it was passed don to me from my grandmother, from a time I wished I could have seen, I stopped my hesitating  and hastily whisked the curtain back, nothing. I close it again, to my surprise it started to move again, this time I was going to catch what was disturbing me, this time I gently peel the curtain back, and from behind the curtain a light was shining, a light brighter then I had ever seen. I was curious to know, was it tangible? I'd never know if I didn't reach, I reached my hand through the light , it felt as if some part of it was rejuvenating me, I wanted more, so I reached my other hand in, not quite sure of what I was reaching for; all I know is, I saw that light and I wanted it, i love the way it made me feel, and it was beautiful. I stepped back and shut the curtain, this light was mine, but should I share it or keep it a secret, I felt like a child again, I had the best toy, and therefore would allow no one to take it, I opened my curtain again and jumped in the light, full force, revealing to me an outside world that i had not yet seen. I couldn't believe it, I was happy, I saw the world how it should be, I saw it with the innocence of a newborn, for within the light, my heart had been mended. I carried naivety on my shoulders, the expressions on the once lifeless faces I had seen were now sincere smiles, I looked out and saw an ocean, palm trees, and a sun, not the sun, a sun. A sun that protruded the light i had jumped into, where was I? Where had the light led me, am I dead? Where am I, I begin to panic, my lungs constrict, I fall and begin to spasm, was anybody out there? My eyelids draw shut, my heart races, my eyes open. The curtain is shut, it was just a dream?