Chapter 9

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I was enveloped  by the darkness. I am awake but I can't barely move and no voice is coming out. The place that I once called my home was little by little disappearing on my sight. And out of fear and uncertainty a light suddenly appears, showing off the most beautiful man that I ever laid my eyes on. I tried my best to reach out  my hand to him. If I just had the strength I will throw myself into him for a tight hug. I miss him and I love him.

"Gulf! Gulf!..." I called out many times but he isn't moving. I unconsciously close my eyes and cover it with my arm cause the light he is emitting is  blinding me. But when I open my eyes again, he isn't there anymore. He dissapeared. I cried so loud,
I can hear my echos everywhere. It happens again, I lost him.

I woke up panting heavily. This strange dreams that feels so real was haunted me for a couple of years now. My grandparents testifies that my last adventure takes place on Korea two years ago. They told me everything like I've been nowhere to be found for a month and half. They got worried and searched for me. But after staying in Korea for about a week not even a trace of me was found, its as if I never been on that country in the first place. But what's funny is when they went back home they found me on my favorite spot; my room. I was there sleeping lazily.

At first, I can't really digest everything. I'm certain I don't have an amnesia but I feel that there's something missing, that there's something I forget that I shouldn't.

As time passes by, my issue suddenly vanished into the thin air. We decided to forget about it already and although I'm curious and wants to asks a lot of things I dare not to do so, my grandparents will be sad again. So, I disclosed everything about it. But however, I can't stop on wondering. There is a man that I always dreamed of. But the sad reality, its only his name that I recall and nothing more.

He is Gulf. My light in the darkness.

"I wanted to see you, to touch you. No matter where you are in this world. I swear I'll find you. Your name is Gulf, its okay if that's the only thing I know. Even just saying and thinking of your name feels so painful. Who are you really?!" I shouted my frustrations. I am here now in front of the sea currently standing  just beside the wooden bench. I suddenly had the urge to breathe fresh air so I went here, whenever I'm near the sea it calms me, even that fact intrigues me. What the hell! I ruffled my hair irritatedly. I wonder if that mysterious guy appears right in front of me, he probably knows the answers to my questions.

Where are you Gulf?

I need you.

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