A cold breeze of ocean welcomes me from dream and aloud noise surrounds me, "Where Am I?" I murmur while holding a concrete floor-- concrete floor?
"No, Just a while ago, I was sitting on the shore, this must be a dream!" I tried to stand but the floor didn't supports me and it became stick liquid that tries to drown me. Should I shout for help? but no once here, there is no one here but me, this is seems serious, should I panic now?
"No, you shouldn't!" I scream
But how?
Am I talking to myself?
Mom- "MOM!"
My mother grabs my glass of water at my desk while I'm trying to catch my breath. "Hoo! that was terrifying."
"Why, what was your dream all about?" She brush my hair by her hands, its quite calming me down. "Why did you call me?"
I shake my head, "I'm not sure, I just can't seems control the way I think, its not functioning very well, that I really felt I was a stupid dumb asshole." I can't help but to laugh, its funny that I felt stupid well in fact I really am.
I tell her what happen in my dream, and she still listens on it even though it really sounds nonsense to me. "And I don't know, I-I just, don't know"
My mother just looked at me and smile, "Don't worry, Honey. You're still in there."
YOU ARE READING
Once In Another
RandomThis is a book of compilation of my One Shot Short Stories, take noted, A Story In Purpose and Once In Another are not the same at all, visit my introduction to clarifies you. Some of my story that I'll be posting here are already posted in my faceb...
