Shots of Secrets

One of the Victims

"Do you know her?" Mom asked me when she caught me staring at the beautiful lady not that far away from us.

"Mom, I saw her on my dream." I said while staring at my mom.

No, I'm wrong it's not a dream. It's a nightmare. The worst nightmare I ever had.

"Are you referring to the one that you always have?" Mom asked again, combing my hair using her fingers.

I always tell her what I dreamed about because when I woke up every morning my mom's face is the first face I saw every morning.

I'm also confused how she entered my room without keys because I always make sure to locked my door and windows before I sleep and I have the key of my room so I'm thinking that she might have a duplicate.

Then, I looked at the lady again.

"Mom, she really looks like you" I said while pointing my finger to the lady.

That lady looks like a younger version of my mom.

"Sweetheart, do you know that she's a victim?" My mom asked me again while smiling sweetly.

"Victim of what mom?" I asked my mother without looking at her.

"She's a victim of a crime called 'Rape'." Mom said.

I was shocked.. That lady is a victim? How? Why?

"And she got pregnant at her young age." My Mom spoked again.

"Pregnant? Like having a baby, Mom?" I curiously asked her.

"Yes, and do you know who that lady is?" Mom asked me again so I looked at her eyes again.

I saw mixed of pain and happiness in her eyes.

"That lady was me, Sweetheart and you are the child that I carried at a young age." Mom said and she suddenly hugged me tight.

W- what?

Then, I opened my eyes and realize it was a dream, a nightmare rather.

I remembered mom.. My mom who was a rape victim and didn't even got the justice she deserves.

My mom who died ten years ago.