Mia's Pov
Take a short way back home,
Back to yourself,
And seed these words
Deep down in your heart,
YOU ARE NEVER ALONE,
Look up to the sky,
There are millions of stars
Spreading hope
Every night
Look up to the sky,
YOU ARE NEVER ALONE.
I heard my mother murmuring this poem to me again like she used to do whenever I used to feel scared. I can't see her anywhere it's too dark here. I felt roughness beneath my palms. And my mother's voice slowly fades away. I opened my eyes in a snap. Moonlight pierced through the canopy of the forest directing on my face. A chilly wind crossed me. I stood up and realization dawned upon me. I wasn't in my room but somewhere else. I looked around measuring the dark trees everywhere my sight go. I stood up, and the gravel beneath me crackled. They felt sharp against my bare feet.
How did I end up here?
I felt a presence behind me. I looked back and saw a tall black figure standing behind me. Its red grim eyes bored into my soul. I couldn't figure out its appearance as it was concealed by the darkness. It inched closer to me and my breath hitched. Being relentless by the fright I pushed my hand on its chest and forcibly backed it away from me. He was a man. The bare chest I just contacted with. A deep growl left his lips. Breathing shakily I took that as an opportunity as I strode away from this thing. Without looking back I was just running and running not knowing where to go. Twigs and gravel crunch beneath my feet. A new amount of pain exfoliating in my body. But I kept on running, disregarding my pain. The hair on my neck prickles and I knew now he is behind me. I slanted my head back to peer over him. He was there, hovering over me. My eyes bulged and my heart got stuck in my throat. My ankle suddenly twisted and I rolled down until my head was contacted by the rough bark of the tree. My head was spinning and everything got blurred in my sight. I felt something dripping down from my forehead as I touched it. I couldn't exactly see the texture of that thing but it was red enough to tell me what it is. A loud thud behind me snapped me out of my trance. Toppling on my movements I somehow managed to turn back and dig my back deeper into the tree. He was there, in front of me.
"Who are you?" My voice came out hoarse from my dried throat. He didn't say anything instead he kept on looking at me with his narcissistic stare. My vision got blurrier than before and my head was thudding so loud. I grabbed my head and grunted. I released my head and it landed with a thud on the bark of the tree. I felt numb inside. Darkness clouded over me. He prowled towards me and bent down at my level. Light glowed at his face accentuating his features that hid behind the shadows. But my vision was too occupied with its problem I couldn't make it out. I felt his breath on my face, his hand. I felt the ghost of his touch on my left cheek before that unwavering blackness doused me in its charm.
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I jolted upright on my bed panting heavily. My heart pumping hard inside the ribcage. I noticed the same mirror I woke up looking at. A disheveled me staring back at me. But how is that possible, I was in the forest exhausted and bruised. Wait bruised!
I searched for the bruise I got on my forehead but no bruise or aftermath. My skin was smooth as if that bruise never existed. As if yesterday night's event never happened.
Was I dreaming?
It felt too real to be a dream. As if I know that person as if there is some connection between us, I subconsciously touched my left cheek where I felt the hollow of his touch. His eyes were beautiful crimson red yet empty boring inside me looking for something. That was an uncanny dream or a nightmare should I say. But shrugging off those eyes did nothing to me as I kept on thinking about the last night's nightmare.
I hope it wasn't real, but only a nightmare.
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