Miss You, But I Will Be Strong Part 1

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I hear the ocean waves once again. I see my mom smiling at me as I start to build my sandcastle. Then I see my dad picking me and my mom both up and putting us in the ocean water. I hear the laughter and giggles as all three of us are playing in the water and splashing the water on our faces. Then......it all turns into a complete nightmare. I start to hear screaming, crying and begging once again. I start to see the blood, destruction, the sirens, and the mermaids. I start to hear my mom telling me to, "ANIKA! RUN AWAY! DON'T LOOK BACK! RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY! ANIKA! RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!", I hear her repeating those exact words over and over again with more tears running down her face. I start to run away with tears forming and falling down my cheek. I look back and see my dad, trying to help my mom run....yet..., they couldn't make it. The last image that I saw of them was them running as the siren clawed them and drown them into the deep ocean. And as the siren killed them, she was smirking. She enjoyed feeling their pain.  A police officer saw me and she tried her best to calm the horrified 2-year-old that watched her parents die in front of her. I still remember the heart-warming memories that I had with my parents. And every single time I remember them, I cry my soul out. Yes, I may be older now, but I still have that 2-year-old self that wanted her mommy and daddy to hug her tight to take away the monsters from her head. I miss them every day. Every single time I have that dream or more of a nightmare, I cry and scream. It's so vividly to me. And today wasn't an exception.
     After I woke up from that nightmare, I gasped for air and grabbed the only teddy bear that both of my parents gave me. I smile slightly to the thought of them and how much I hugged them for getting me the teddy bear with white fur with chocolate dark brown eyes with a burgundy flowy bow around its neck. I feel tears forming from my eyes and my throat getting tight. I begin to cry once more; whispering under my sobs, "I miss you, mom and dad. I wish you were here. I wish you could hug me tight and sing me the song that always calmed me down." And that was all I've done for a long time.

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⏰ Last updated: May 19, 2022 ⏰

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