Not today

Chapter 1- Wake me up

I feel like I'm drowning. I can't breathe. I can't see anything. No light. Nothing. Only darkness and water. I can't swim, my legs and my arms are tied. I panic. No sound. No voices. I'm scared.
Suddenly l feel that something touches my legs. It's really cold like ice. It touches my whole body gently like a feather. It makes me feel like invincible, but I'm not and I can't trust it. I can't. When I realize it, the touch stops. Again I'm alone and I feel empty. I'm broken and scared.

I woke up in a bed that is wet from my sweat. I had the same dream again. I look around my bedroom and the clock says 3:00a.m. I could see from the windows that the sun went down. I stood up and went to the kitchen to drink some water. I'm so tired and in few hours I have to go to the work.

The house is empty. My parents are on vacation in Singapore. They are lawyers in a big company so they are always stressed with work. I think that this vacation it's good for them. They aren't aware that they're emotionally unavailable. They're evasive, make excuses, or just inept when it comes to talking about feelings or the relationship. It's so sad to see them unhappy. I really hope that they'll have a great time, but honestly I'm a little scared in this empty house. Our maid Ana isn't here today because her little son is sick and she has to be with him. Ana is a 50 years old lady that has been our maid since the day I was born. I trust her and she is always there when I need her. She's like a grandmother for me. When my days are bad, the only thing that keeps me smiling is Ana's handmade cookies. They are delicious, they have chocolate and caramel. My favorite taste.

I went to the fridge to take the milk out. I put it in a glass and drink it. Every time that I have a bad dream, this is my habit. It makes me relax. Some nights I read a book to make me sleepy. I remember one night when I was 14 years old and it was 3 a.m. I was in the living room and I was reading again the Twilight book. Suddenly I heard a strange sound, it was coming from the stairs. I was so scared, my hands were shaking from fear. I took my book in one hand and my pillow in the other and I walked quietly closer to the sound. It was coming from upstairs. The door of my parents' bedroom was closed, but I was sure that someone was behind the door. I took a big step and reached the handle of the door.

I opened the door and turned on the lights. The room was messy, the drawers of the wardrobe were empty because the clothes were thrown on the floor, the shoes, the jewelry and the cosmetics of mom were everywhere. The state of room was really bad. I thought that a thief broke into our house and I was terrified. My parents came and they called the police, but they said that nothing important was missing, it was just a prank. I didn't believe them, because in the bedroom there was a photograph of me in my 12 birthday party but it was missing.

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Much love,
Keira.