we found each other

chapter 1

Collier street , Harlow island

31st December 2021

Dean Burrell

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It was 4 o'clock in the morning and I could hardly hear any sound in the house except for the constant ticking of the clock. I wanted to sleep some more but something was bothering me. It was something I dreamt before I woke up. I really wanted to remember what I saw in my dream but it was so distant now. I tried to concentrate on what I might have seen in that dream but all I could see was the blurry face of a boy. No it was not a boy but a girl; she had straight short hair and she had a pair of round glasses on. Something in my head was telling me that something really important had happened in my dream but I really could not remember a single thing about the dream except for that girl.

Another person would not really care about a dream but I was different. I liked to think that I was not like everybody else. I liked to pretend that someday my dreams might reveal some great secrets to me and that maybe one of my dreams might be helpful to the world. But of course, I knew that my dreams were nothing special. My life was not special; I was just a normal 17 year old boy who did not have much friend. I liked to read and I loved to spend hours painting on my own. Being alone in my imaginary world brought me solace. However, my mom did not like it when I spend lots of time on my own. She wanted me to socialized and I did not want to upset her so I had to hang out with my cousin Oliver and his friends from time to time.

The girl from my dream was still haunting me and I had to get her out of my head so I grabbed a book and put in in my backpack. I silently walked to the kitchen, made myself some coffee, poured it in a thermos and walked to the front door. As soon as I stepped outside, I was welcomed by cool and chilly breeze. It was still dark outside but I was not scared to walk alone. I knew the way to the beach by heart so it only took me 15 minutes to reach my favorite spot; a bench under an old mango tree, facing the sea. I really loved to sit there when no one was around. I could read without being interrupted and the sound of the tide hitting the shore was quite soothing. It helped me to concentrate on what I was reading.

What I liked the most about being here early in the morning was seeing the sun rising up from the edge of the sky little by little. It was so beautiful that each time I saw the sun rising up from the deep sea, I had to take a picture of it even though I already had a dozens of similar pictures.

It was almost 6.30 and soon everyone at home would be in the kitchen to take their breakfast. I sipped some of my coffee, read the last line of the tenth chapter of the book I was reading and ran towards the bakery to buy some bread.

When I got home fifteen minutes later, my aunt and my mom were making coffee in the kitchen. I put the bread on the kitchen table and just as I was about to leave my mom asked me if I would want some coffee. "No, I already had some at the beach", I said before I got out of the kitchen.

The rest of the day was boring as usual. Oliver and I had to run some errands for our mom. It was new year's eve today and we would have guests today. Both my mom and Oliver's mom wanted this night to be perfect for reasons I did not quite understand.