I felt something weird at those moments. It felt wrong. Something was happening. Then, in my mind, strange events appeared. A story which I won’t even desire to be real. I know it’s a dream, not a dream maybe but a nightmare. Its not suppose to be called a nightmare cause It happened at daytime. But who would prefer to call it daymare? Definitely no one!
Ill now star

I was in a place so familiar. The pace I call home. I was packing my things up. I don’t know whats the reason but it maybe just a form of rebellious acts. My sister was crying. Trying o stop me from leaving. There was something in her eyes ―fear, sorrow, anger. I don’t know. I really don’t know how to read it. There’s just one thing I’m sure of― I want to take her with me. I hate leaving souls. I hate it very much. Then, in an instance, I found myself at my cousin’s house. Not really far away from home. Just a kilometer. Back in our place where my sister was left behind, she was still shedding tears. It was so painful for me to see her that way. It seems like my heart is breaking. The father arrived with a very unusual face. The face I don’t know. Maybe his just wearing a mask. He seemed to be evil. My sister was shaking upon seeing his face. I now know the reason for everything. My father that I have known for years was replaced by a stranger. A stranger so capable of hurting us. He was a demon indeed. He tried to hurt my loving sister. She tried to escape. Tried to be free but she is not capable. I, being the hero at that time suddenly appeared. i know I was strong in real life but I wonder how my character had remain unchanged in my imagination. I tried to kill my no-longer-father at that time. I was already holding a knife in my right hand and pointing it against him. I shouted and shouted and expressed my burdens and feelings. He remain silent. Not even a word came out of his mouth. i was so desperate and capable of committing a crime. I don’t want to get hurt again and I don’t want my sister to suffer. I would rather be in prison than do nothing at all. I was than taking a step forward and gaining strength for me to stub him to death. I got so wild and I cant control myself and then…
Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…thank god I’m awake. It was horrible. I don’t want to sleep again. No more. This nightmare had made me feel the pain in reality. It was too much. I cant imagine my father hurting us. He loved as so, and we loved him too. It was just a nightmare. Nothing to worry about. It won’t happen. Maybe in my mind, but not in my sisters’. No! I wont allow that to happen. Tears were in my eyes. I cant bear the feeling. The mixed emotions. I was so terrified and it felt like the end of the world. I wont let my life to end in misery. I want a prosperous and happy ending story just like in fairy tales. And I know that…
“ it’s just the beginning and not the end.”
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