Sight

Chapter 1

Awakening
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Where am I?

Darkness envelopes my surroundings. It was getting hard to breathe. I am panicking and I cannot stop myself. I squeezes my eyes shut, cold run down my spine. Having no freakin' idea where the hell I am is the most scariest thing. My arms go over my body, making a protective circle. Guarding myself from the unknown.

I try opening my eyes but it's so dark that the only thing I can see are the silhouettes of the dancing trees. It's taking a great toll on my sanity,  I am alone in the middle of a forest wearing my pajamas feeling helpless. Just then the most dreadful thought crosses my overworking brain, I'm going to die.

There's someone trying to get me! I can feel it in my bones. The same eerie feeling you get when someone is looking at your back is eating my remaining bravery. I demand for my legs to move and run away but they are firmly cemented the ground. Exhaustion has  already taken over my body like I had been running for hours. There's nothing I can do and all I want is to take my defeat.

Help. Help! I shout in my head for there is no sound that can escape my mouth. Tears are threatening to fall, my dam breaks and I cry for being so powerless. Fuck it! Move! Just move, please! I cry repeatedly but it's no use. My whole body has long turned into stone. The chilling presence is getting nearer every bit of second.That thing, whatever it is, it cannot take me. Oh, god! I need to do something but I cannot. I cry even harder.

Then, out of a sudden everything goes eerily still. The wind stops blowing and the trees becomes stoic The owls and crickets are nowhere to be heard as an eerie silence falls over. In a snap of finger, all sounds are wipe off around me. It's here! It finally got to me.

Desperation claws me from the inside, for the last time I will my body to move but with no use at all. Beads of sweat starts to form intricately throughout my body as all my hairs stood at once, greeting the presence beside me. I don't want to die! Not yet No. No! NO!

I hurriedly shut my eyes. My body shakes in fear, it's within my reach.
I can feel it, the hot breath in my nape. A voice creeps to my head, "Ah, Princess at last we found you. We are coming to get you."

No! No! No!

I wake up gasping for breath. My shirt clings to my body like a second layer of skin, drench with sweat. It was just a dream. It was just a dream. It was just a dream, I chant calming my raising heart. My hands cover my face; it felt so freaking real. I inhale deeply-- the hairs on my arms are still up and I'm chilling through the warm blowing air from the open window. I close my eyes, trying to erase the residual effects of the dream. With a shake of my head I tack it away to the back of my brain and head downstairs.

"There's the birthday girl!" My mom beams at me as I enter the kitchen. I repay it with an equal sized smile. The woman loves me more than I can offer her and it warms me that even if we are not blood related, she doesn't made me feel otherwise for the seventeen years of existence that I have.

As soon as I got near her, I'm envelop in a tight embrace. The familiar scent of vanilla fills the air, making me hungry.

"Thanks mom," I say and kisses her on the cheek. I sit down in front of my five layered sourdough pancakes, candle on top; a tradition they made especially for me.

"Good morning, birthday girl!" My dad walks in from the living room, gives me a kiss on the forehead. Then, they start singing me a happy birthday.