Whispering Hope

Prologue

Running. Always running. Running from the same shadow, the same darkness that haunts my dreams but escapes my reality. The dreams that never seem to end, the dreams that cause so much pain and torture to my mind that it effects me even when the dream is over. It never catches me though. I seem to outrun it every time it gets close. But someday, it'll catch up with me and drag me down with it.

Staring out the fogged up window of the car, i could slightly see the the road ahead of us that leads to something new. A second chance. A life without worry. It's great. The thought of starting new and forgetting what was left behind is magnificent. The constant looking behind my back every so often is gone, and so is the stress and insomnia that lead to our departure.

We've escaped now though. My mum and i. It's always been me and her together on the road to anywhere and everywhere. Like right now for example, she's next to me driving, taking her and myself to where we need to be. And right now we need to be somewhere that makes us happy. Somewhere that we won't need to worry if we left the door unlocked, somewhere that doesn't make us feel trapped and unable to call for help.

This is the life we need, the one that's nearing now. The one that i can see through the front car window that has a sign saying WELCOME TO RAYBURN. This is the town that we'll settle in. Make a fresh new life out of what we have now, which is basically clothes and little pieces of furniture in the back seat.

But driving around the suburbs of this quiet, small town, i can see the houses around this town are beautiful, not anything like i've ever seen before. All white picket fences and Victorian styled homes. Not houses, homes. Where someone can raise and build a family that they love and will cherish forever. This is new to us though, the whole family thing. But it's time to go back to normal. Go back to anything that made us even remotely feel a little joy and a little hope.