Part 2- The day I dreamt of you

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5 years ago ..

Where is this place? Its too dark here...

'Hello!!is anyone there?'

I keep screaming n shouting for help but the place was pitch black and so soundless that u can hear if a pin needle drop on the floor..

Suddenly, i hear a footstep...

*thud..thud..thud..*

'Someone!please help me!!get me outta here!!'

I started to panic as the sound of the footstep wasnt there anymore...

Suddenly, i saw a hand trying to help me out. It was like an angel trying to save you from above.

Without any hesitation, i took the hand. I can feel myself being pulled up.

As i get out from the hole or whatever it was, i saw the person walking leaving me behind.

'Hey there..please wait. Thank you for helping! Please.. let me thank you properly. Hold on!!'

From where i stand, i can see that 'it' was a tall person with short hair. I guess 'its' a he considering the shape of the body,the height, the muscular hand that rescues me, and the smell...

I continue to call him.but he never turn his back.instead, he just waved and somehow,i saw his body smiling from the back.

Kringgggg!!!!!!

Oh gosh! What a dream.again? I've been having the dream every year... still, he wouldnt want to show me his face.

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For years, I only saw his back.....

The way he walk, full of confidence, the way he put his hand in his pocket, full of charisma, the shrug of his shoulder when he smile, so inviting, the back of his body, that makes me all curious..

Who are you? I just dont want to wake up from this dream. Wait.. just a moment, he's turning!!

'I thought I saw a man brought to live, he was warm, he came around and he was dignified

'Why is there music playing? Feeling like in a bollywood scene now.. hahaha'

He showed me what it was to cry,
Well, you couldn't be that man I adoredYou don't seem to.....'

'Waitt..stop the song! He's turning! Focus girl!!you've been waiting for this!!'

I keep looking at him.. he was about to turn when suddenly....

*knock!!knock!!*
"wakey!!wakey!! You're gonna be late for work El! It's already 6.40am!!"

Urghh!! Seriously~~~

"Yeahh mum!!i'm awake!!" I mumbled myself under the pillow and searching for my phone to switch off the alarm. As i took it, i noticed that i'm sooo gonna be late for work! Atleast, late according to my definition.

"What the heck man!!! Screw the alarm!! Urghh! It was closed! Shit! "

I look at my phone, turn of the alarm and noticed its already 6.50am

"O god!! I'm so gonna be late for work!!!"

I always hate the last day before school break starts.why? Because the lazy song from Bruno Mars kept ringing in my ears..

'Today i just dont feel like doin anythin,i just wanna lay in my bed'

And when that happen the night before the last day of school, i always woke up late. Shishhh

I rushed off from my bed, take a quick shower, iron my clothes and tried to get ready as fast i can.luckily my workplace is only 15minutes drive including the traffic jam. Yeah, its closed by. Thank god for that..

I look at the watch again.. starts the engine and off to work...

*kringggg!!!!!!!*

Pheww!!just in time...

'Morning teacher!'
'Morning kids!'

Yeah....i'm a teacher. Some say it is a very dull job.but i'd say, i enjoy my work. I loved being around kids. My kinda energy recharged.. though, not all the time... hahahaha

My daily life continues as usual, breakfast, classes, co-curricular practice, reading class with LINUS kids etc2. Without realizing the time, the school ended as I struggle to finish all my job within the 6 hours working period.

"Teacher, it's already 1.15pm, we've finished my work" said one of my Year 3 students.

" is it? Ohh looks like the bell is off again. Allright class, please submit your work on my table.thank you and happy holiday!"

"Thank you, teacher"

As the students leave the class, i started to pack my stuff and headed to my car. 'Yes!!finally some times for myself..' i keep talking to myself and planning my holiday.

'Wouldnt it be nice if i met Jade during my holiday?' I smiled sheepishly as the thought reach my mind.

If someone were to see me, they would have thought the same. Who is this Jade? I dont even know him. Is he real?

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