A deserted building. All alone. A scary man. He is smiling menacingly. He is coming towards me. I shout "Maa"! Maa did not come. The man is now laughing "Hahahahaha". A shiver runs down my spine. He grabs my wrist "Hahahahaha". Drags me to the floor. I scream "Maa"! He lunges on me "Hahahahaha". "Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"!!!!!!!
I wake up. Sweating, scared and tired. My heart was beating so fast that I was scared it might just burst out of my chest. Thank god I didn't wake up maa. I don't want her to start worrying about me. I don't want her to know about my condition, about my dark secret. Often I get these nightmares. This is happening since last year when a girl was raped brutally and killed which shook the whole nation, which shook my soul and brought back my past which I buried a long time ago.
I get up, make sure that I don't wake up maa and go to the bathroom. I splash some cold water on my face and look at my reflection on the mirror. I look so tired and pale. My hands shake badly. Tears stream down my face. I sit down, face burrowed in my hands and cry. Just cry my heart out. I just feel like dying. Maybe dying would be better than living in this nightmare. But, then maa comes in my thoughts. I have to live for her. I and Arjun, my younger brother are everything for her. All this time she was living just for us and now it's my turn.
I get up and wipe my face. Then I go to the kitchen to drink water. The cold water soothes my nerves and calms me down. I hope I get to sleep for the next three hours before I wake up for my first day in new office. I go to the bedroom and check on my father and brother. They both are sleeping peacefully. Then I go to the hall room where maa and I sleep. I crawl on to the bed, hug her tightly and close my eyes wishing for sleep to come and take over me, but without those sick nightmares. Tomorrow is the day I have been waiting for a long time and I cannot afford to miss it.
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Hey everybody! This is Madhumita Saha from the city of Mumbai, situated in the beautiful country India. I have been a part of the wattpad community since last 5 years and have read many stories from some amazing writers in this platform. These writers has inspired me to write and finally here I am with my first story. The story about a girl and her fight against depression and her past. Hope that you all like it!!! Need support from all the readers and my fellow writers. Please like and do give your feedback. Any suggestion and advice are happily welcome and I promise I shall work on them. I will try and update a new chapter every week. Keep reading and supporting!!! :)
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