Day 124
I wake up in the middle of the night after a shadow talked in my dreams.
Here are the words that i understood."Memories aren't eternal gifts.
You may remember things for a long time or maybe conserve a vague idea of what happened but, in the end, it will all vanish in a hungry mist.Yes ,the emotions may remain but if you don’t know the reason .....
I know you would like an heart warming feeling even without a reason for that but... think about the heart wrenching one.
Waking up in the middle of the night with the need to hide from who knows what.
Running away from a place where you just arrived or feeling strangled with every breath.To calm down they tell you to take long breathes but, every time you do it, the air run away from you and as you exhale you feel the void in your chest becoming wider and wider.
Then you want to scream but no voice escape your mouth and so you remain there, extraned from the world around you but completely focused on it at the same.
You perfectly feel your heart beating and get anxious of every beat while at the same time you are sure there's something behind the closed door of your closet.
However the worst thing about all of it is that you know there is a reason.There's one because you got a vague memory of something, how sad that's lost in a hungry mist.
Now dear, you wont remember my words.
But that isn't important.
Someday we will meet again and who knows how big your mist will be by then."
I don't know why but I think that's not the first time that i dreamed about this shadow.
Maybe the doctors are in the right about my psychosis...anyway i drunk a glass of water beside my bed.
I like the sweetness of water, it always help me sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Doors to the other side
Short StoryOne breath moments of wicked and unfortunate peoples. Every story is indipendent and take place in a different setting.