5. The Nightmare and reality

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"Ri-i-ing! ri-i-ing! "
" Hello Mom, how are you? " I asked my mother.
"I am fine dear. What about you? How was your first day? "
"It's nice Mom and I made some friends also there, it's a nice school " I replied
" Take care, dear; you are new there,", My mother said.
" Okay Mom, don't worry "
" Okay then bye dear, I have a meeting to attend "
" Okay Mom take care of yourself "
I opened my house door while talking to my mother, and my housekeeper was just standing towards me happily, welcoming me from the first day of school. She is like a godmother to me and a friend at the same time.

Teenagers like me spend their time with our parents, but my parents are always busy with work, so at least what I got is all her.
" Welcome Ellerie," She said
" Thank you Abigail " I replied
" Did you make friends? " She said
" Well, yes, James and Eva and one more, but he is not my friend. He is just an arrogant student " I replied
" Whom you are talking about? " She asked.
" No one, he is not that important to talk about. Forget it " I replied
" Okay, now go and freshen up,", She said.

Walking up the stairs, I still think about the things that happened in school. " What was that? Maybe nothing; I am just thinking too much, " I consoled myself.

While thinking about these things, I fell asleep. " Sit carefully, dear, what if you fall there in the sea, " My mother said.
" Don't worry; I will be fine? ", My brother said. Suddenly, I slipped and pushed my brother into the sea.
" Ah -ah help me... Help me, Mom, someone help me, " My brother shouted for help. I wanted to help him but the waves are so long that me and my parents are not able to do anything.
" I killed him. I killed my brother. Yes, it's me. It's my fault. " I got up from my dream. Abigail came inside my room.

" Is it again that nightmare? She asked
" Yes, it is my fault. I would have helped him " I replied.
" Don't worry, dear; it's not your fault?", She said.
" It is haunting me, that nightmare... that incident of my life. What should I do? "
I asked while crying and looking confused.
" Don't worry it's all okay dear, just sleep and don't think about these things, it's midnight. Sleep dear," She said, and I slept.

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