I walk towards the neighbour's house to play with the little boy who's deaf and mute.
His parents called me over today...
To play. With him.
He had signed to me that he wanted to show me something.
I had taken quite a liking to this boy.
With his gel styled hair, brown fishtail back trousers, beige shirt and brown shoes.
So as overjoyed as I was, I got dressed in cute yellow button down dress and my brown leathered shoes.
I walked over to their property and,
"As I suspected, he's already waiting" I mumbled to myself while the corner of my mouth slightly arose, indicating a smile.
The little boy sat by the creek doodling something with a stick in the sand.
When he saw me he smiled and looked at me in admiration.
A few seconds later he shook his head, shaking himself out of his focused state and started running to his backyard as he waves over for me to follow him, still with a big smile on his face.
I ran after him, but lost sight of him as he turned a corner.
I walked slower and peeked around the corner, only to see him in his parent's broken down and rusty VW holding up what looked like a...
"Sweatshirt?" I say with an obvious confused expression on my face.
I jogged over and ducked down to go into the car with him.
He showed me the hand knitted, now dirty, sweater.
He stuck his arms out telling me to look at the woven-in tag.
It was a girl's face... It was her side profile...
I was so mesmerized by how pretty the knit work was done that I was caught off guard when the girl's eyes turned towards me and winked cynically with a maniacal smile quickly appearing right after.
I threw the sweater at the boy in horror and awoke from my horrific nightmare with a loud gasp.
Still half asleep, as if in some hibernating phase, I layed back down on my bed with my eyes closed, not able to fall asleep again. A few moments later I hear my bedroom door open, but... I couldn't open my eyes.
I layed there in the exact position I woke up in...
Unable to move a single muscle.
Till I heard someone walking to my bedside, wearing my indoor slippers and stepping directly over me and my bed and opened the door and left.
It was only after the door opened and closed, was I able to move.
"Well, that was weird" I said to myself in my raspy morning voice.
I got up from my bed to make my morning coffee as it was already around 6 AM and I had to get ready for work anyway.
It was when I was about to take a sip from my coffee that I vaguely remembered something from my nightmare...
Did that girl from the sweater look like....
Me?
