[This was previously published on the Tumblr blog Pessimist Press]:
Riding
the Bus Dream
By
Doctor Pessimist
A
disclaimer: This dream isn’t ripping off a certain 80's slasher flick.
When
I was in high school, I used to have this recurring nightmare. It starts off
like a typical Monday morning: I leave my house and reluctantly board the
school bus. I sit myself at the back of the bus – putting up with the deadheads,
and the hooting of the imbeciles.
However,
in my nightmare, the bus driver would pass the school.
The
idiots would at first cheer, but I, of course, notice something is wrong.
I
look out the window, and I notice the colour draining from the world.
Soon,
the bus comes to a halt and the bus driver screams.
The
doors open – a mysterious figure steps on.
The
figure zaps the bus driver – causing him to cry uncontrollably.
When
the figure gets closer, he comes into focus; it’s my future self, Doctor
Pessimist.
However,
this doppelganger, calling him Doctor Pessimist, is depressing the students
while he makes his way towards me. When he does reach me, he hits me with a
weird energy beam. The doppelganger disappears – I look at my reflection, and
see I have become Doctor Pessimist. And yet, I smile after seeing my enemies
suffer.
After
this nightmare, I’d wake up in a cold sweat.
This
is one nightmare my parents never found out about. In fact, the only person I
have told in my life is Manic Minion. And he sees it as some kind of premonition
for my mutation.
The
person who I used to be is long gone, and Doctor Pessimist shall forever live
on.
