Accused

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Does Karma exist?

This constant dream I had drove me nuts, and for the twelfth time this month; I saw myself in that mystical time. At first I found it cool that I had interesting dreams but I'm not controlling them. The thing is I dont even have a twin sister. This might sound weird but i think the clothes are kind of old fashion... And this was my dream,

"Lenardi, stop killing the ants!!" 'my twin sis' called my name, whilst entreating with a sobbing face at me. I refer this girl, my twin sis because she looks like the girl version of me.'My twin sis' looked like me dressed as a girl, a humble nose with cute, round eyes and squirrel teeth. Except for that squeaky voice of hers that she possesses which is the total opposite of mine. But I wasn't about to stop the fun i'd had so far. Those stupid ants couldn't even dodge my slow feet, instead leaving themselves to die. The 'me' seemed nothing like me; all in honestly i may be somewhat lazy, I'm a tad smart, a bit stubborn and sometimes rude but nowhere near heartless and serpentine. The 'me' cackled with a crafty smile.                                                                               

And then the sounds of ringing woke me up. I checked around, parents were working, my brother left a note that said he was studying at the library. So what was the familiar ringing?

Someone was waiting for me outside my house. I saw 'my twin sis' from my dream's shadow but it shimmered away.

No, it was somethings..s..s. A whole flock of varied size birds. My nemesis began. I bolted away from my house and stomped across to the nearby shore, the wind thrusted onto me. Seagulls and pigeons swooped on top of me. I was trapped in a voltrex of birds. I turned, my eyes scanning around for a hero to save me. I kept running and back to my house where most had already attacked it with their famous 'brownish, green dump' onto my clean, fresh house. But i didnt care, i was getting shot with goo too. I slammed the door but my phobia closed in on my reoccuringly.

Abruptly, i ran out and tossed my wet clothes, flattening the monsters. 'What had i done wrong?' i wondered. Then as i dashed to my village gate, it was on deadlock. I headbutted the gate but it didn't bug but instead bounced me off.

There stood the same girl, 'my twin sister'. Her face was a bit sagged and certainly she had aged a few decades sort of like a friendly, witch to the rescue. The birds had gone so maybe, just maybe she had helped me.

"Who are you?" My face blanched with a curious tone and a disgusted expression. She had no feet like a ghost hovering, "I mean what are you?"

"What had i done wrong?"

"Are you behind this?" I splurged out multiple questions in horrid.

""Who am I? Don't be an idiot! You sent me at this state and I will remeber!" She started with an elegant and bewitched voice of a british accent. Before i could ask what she meant she continued.                                                                                                  

"Do you remeber the time you kill all those lives? Ant lives? And I got the blame of not being able to save them. The ant queen bit me and I burnt to dust. That is why I'm a ghost! Who continued to kill the ant colony? Who thought it was funny? Thirty one years ago? I know you've been dreaming of your sins." She harangued.                                                                                                                                  "I know. And me crying and begging for you to stop. Now I see you living happily; young and free: a fourty five year old man who looks looks fourteen, interesting." She sniggered.She spoke so fast i could only just catch the words she spoke of.

"Um, what? Is this supposed to be funny?" I asked with great bewilder and naiively. "Come on, whoever played this trick on me, it's not funny, your kind of creeping me out." I giggled fakingly.

"What demon have you become? Looking forever young! And that voice of yours hasn't changed one bit, oh dear brother, do you expect me to believe you've been diagnosed with amnesia?" She continued, "oh sad you, but I just have to suffer from forever being a ghost, not to mention the pain when i was burnt into dust and how frail and weak I look after the pain."

"Do you want to try?" Her witchy voice echoed grinning.

"What? Who? I don't get it? What were all the birds about anyways? Do you know anything about it?" I questioned her out of curiousity.

I started to realise the story. This must have been some sort of person who looked like me in the past. With the same name and face as the guy in the dream, surely this lady thought i was his twin brother.  Her twin brother must have been a cold-blooded bully.

"Excuse me," I interupted the lady who was staring at the floor, frozen. Her eyes flicked to my direction instantly. "I'm not who you think i am."

"Enough nonsense." she hissed, "you shall suffer ten times as much as i did."

There she created a lighting that struck my hair. My beautiful brown hair had turned into ash and I sensed truly fear. 

"I'm innocent!" I yelled like a prisoner begging for forgiveness. In fact I was bald. But who would have cared? 

"What about the birds you flattened earlier? Even that is enough to burn you. A deadly sinner like you must not live." She cussed. "Now this, is what I call my Karma to you !!" The witch snortled.

Shrilling, my eyes laid on the witch's eyes. I felt myself deteriorate away and dust shed as I slowly burnt into dust. "How could you?" I muttered. 

"I'll be back." I yelled and saw the satisfaction in the witch's eyes.

She smirked.