She Waits In My Dreams

What Have I Done

After breakfast I went upstairs to my bedroom door when I herd a sound coming from inside it. I slowly turned the door handle and looked inside. And there standing in front of me was Kelen, she had a weird look on her face. I turned on the light so I could see better, but I don't think I was prepared to see what was there. My eyes traveled down to Kelens neck, covered in blood, and her white shirt was soaked with it so much that the color white was no longer visible. I looked at my floor where she stood in the puddle slowly getting bigger, then my eyes flicked to her hand holding a kitchen knife.

What have I done? I know that somehow this is my fault. My little sister is going to die because of me. Maybe I shouldn't have been so hard on her, maybe I should have loved her like a normal big brother would have. Was I that stupid? Why have I hated her for so long? I starred at her face in shock as she fell to the ground, splashing in the puddle of blood. It happened, I finally got what I wanted my sister died, but then how come it didn't feel how I had imagined it? Why does it hurt? I looked at her cold eyes and felt a tear slip down my face " I'm sorry..." I whispered. I fell to my knees "I I'm so sorry Kelen"

" sorry for what?"

My eyes widened, no it couldn't be. I turned around slowly and looked at a perfectly fine looking Kelen standing in my doorway. I snapped my head back to the spot where I seen her laying in blood a second ago to find the body no longer there. There was no blood, no body, no anything. Was I going crazy? Am I really mad?

" hey brother why do you look funny?" I looked back at Kelen and my face hardened. " Go away, Kelen" I said in a bitter voice. I stood from the floor and slammed my door in her face. I can't believe I actually even cared if she died. You know what I don't care, I actually wish that had happened to her.

I sat in my bed with my hand on my face. I must be tired, yeah that's it I'm just tired. I closed my eyes and layed down for a while. My dream was nothing, it was black, but I heard a noise, a very faint noise. It kept repeating itself over and over, and then it got louder, clearer. Until I could make it out completely, it was a cats meow. " meow, meow, meow." But then the voice of the cat got deeper and it sounded contorted, like the cat was in pain and it spoke. " Jason I hate you, I wish you were never born!" I figured it out now it was my dads voice. I screamed " no, no, go away!" Then it stopped. It was silent, and black again.
 
I was relieved that it was nice and quiet again. Until I heard something whisper in my ear " she's dead and its all your fault" then I shot up out of bed sweating. My heart was racing and I got up out of bed to go check on Kelen. She was laying sound asleep in her bed, but I couldn't be too sure so I walked closer and laid my head on her chest. Thank god there it was " bu-bump, bu-bump, bu-bump" I heard her pulse. I lifted my head and looked at her one last time before I got up and walked out of her room, closing the door gently.

I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water and looked over at the time, 4 am the clock read. My mom was home by now. I rarely get to see my mom because of her working, but I can handle myself. She should really get a boyfriend or something so she doesn't have to be gone all the time, and also because she can take care of Kelen and not leave her alone with me. I finished my water and went back to my room, and laid on my bed. It was peaceful, but something was off. I don't remember getting a fuzzy pillow.

I got up and turned on the light and there, on my bed lay a grey cat. It opened its yellow eyes and looked at me. It was kinda cute I thought, that was until it meowed. It was the same meow from the nightmare I had, but how did it get in here. I looked over at my window that was open enough for the cat to get in, and figured that's how. I tried to shoo it out but it wouldn't move so I gave up and just figured I was too tired for this, so I just slept with the cat.