Golden Rain

Chapter 1

It was just a dream, Anna!

Breathe!

None of it was real!

It. Was. Just. A. Dream.

I keep on repeating those words in my head as I slowly start waking up;
my hands still trembling from the terror I had oh so shortly escaped from.

And yet it wasnt quite new to me. In fact, those dreams – or better said nightmares had sorta become a part of my daily life.
At least I didnt wake up coated in sweat as I used to when they first started haunting me at night.
At some point, I had no choice but to get used to them if I didnt want to go insane.

So here I am. Laying in my bed with the mattress maliciously pressing against my already enough tormented back.

I slowly open my eyes.
A faint ray of light is brushing over my cheeks, leaving a soft touch of warmth.
The shutters had most likely already seen better days, although I embrace the light after such a long night of seemingly never-ending darkness.

Not at ease, I try to sit up. My back hurts like hell.
And with every morning following the other, I feel like its getting worse and worse.

The pressure on my spine originating from my shoulder blades is killing me!
It feels like my bones are trying to smash each other in order to make space for something else.
I wouldnt even be surprised if out of nowhere wings pierced through the soft flesh of my upper back- but that is definitely out of question, right?
And if not, theyd be wings of the ugly kind – no cupcake rainbow fluff-fluff feathers, but sharp demonic spike crafts right out of hell – embodying the pain that they're making me endure.

And yet the funny part is, that none of it is actually meant to be like that.
My doctor said that the position of my backbones is in fact more than just okay. Everything seems to be perfectly fine in just the right place.

Maybe I should ask Mom for a new mattress that is less hard to lay on, but even though she tries to hide it from me, I know that we cant afford it right now.
Being an only parent, she nonetheless tries hard to give me a better life – a life without the darkness of her past.

And here it is. Her past. She never speaks of it and I quickly learned not to ask about it, since if theres one thing more painful than seeing a beloved Disney character die, its the painful look in the eyes of Claire Blackwood.

Therefore I also know very little of my father. He disappeared without a trace right after my birth and was never seen again ever since.

All that I know is that apparently, he was a tall and incredibly handsome man with an almost angel-like aura.
He had a good soul and my mom loved him very much, which is why I still dont understand how he could have possibly ended up leaving us.

The only things that I have left of him are the dream catcher over my bed and my creepy and yet beautiful eyes, how my mom tends to describe them.
Theyre full of an almost supernatural bright green with silver-greyish sparks and the dream catcher doesnt seem that normal as well.
Sometimes I even believe that the 3 bright white feathers at its edges are glowing.

Mom found it lying in a wooden box with a note saying that I should always have it near me to protect me, so it has been hanging over my bed ever since.

But did it work though?
Hell no! - Nightmares for life!
Thanks for nothing, father!

I put the rose patchwork blanket aside and lazily shove my legs out of bed.

Sleeping in? - Not today!

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Meet Anna(belle) - the first OC I ever made:)

I'm letting her suffer a little, but don't worry it will get even worse. Muhahaha

(Just kidding.or not?)

I have great plans for her:)

Hope you liked it so far and pleeeease comment!

I'd love to hear what you think of it:)

Cya next time :)

(*Smiles happily at her laptop screen and leaves to get some chocolate)