Timid Love

Part 1|Ghost Past

Part 1|Ghost Past
As I open my eyes. I scan the room where I'm sleeping. Its home but something is different here. Where am I? Right! It's our home. As I felt that my throat is sore. I step outside the room. The place was seems to be like our house but I know It's somehow different. I walk as if I know the place very well. As I saw a cup of water on the table, I drank it all without any hesitation. Of course, it's our home. I walk and walk. I don't know how but without turning back, I was able to get back to my room. Then suddenly, I heard a humming little girl. Wait, It's me, the little me. Smile formed against my lips and tears start to fall on my eyes. I saw myself brushing my favorite bear which I named "Boogie Bear". The door creak open and as I look, dad was home. The light on the hallway was dim. It was rainy day. He bent down and open wide his arms. It's a habit of mine. I run to his arms. He smiled to me warmly. A warm that make me just want to sleep into his arms. Warm enough for me to know that his okay. Am I right? He hugs me different from the other day.He caressed my hair. Now, all I can feel was love.  Love that goneinto my life without any reason and explanation. Without any hesitation, love has settled down.
"Daddy, Daddy! Where have you been?" I asked
"I have something to tell you, darling. Listen well." He cups my cheeks and looks me in the eyes.
"Okay daddy." Why do I feel so scared all of the sudden. Right, it's because of the thunder storm.
"Darling, your mom will never be the same mom you know."
Mom must have been ill or something, right? Then I heard a phone ringing at the back. As I look at the back, I saw Ms. Cathy almost running to answer the phone call. I look back to the little me and dad again but that scenario is gone. I step back when realization hits me. This is a dream. I'm dreaming about my past. My past has been bothering me a lot. It seems like a ghost. I'm too horrified to face everything back then. I'm actually not scared to face it. I'm scared to accept everything. Wait, no! Accepting isn't the problem here. It's about moving on. Why can't I stop seeing this scene? I mean, it's already a past. Why is it still hunting me? Hunting me like a ghost. I can't get out of my dream. Why can't I control my dream? I mean, it's my dream! Why can't I? What should I call this? Maybe... Just maybe, I can call it the Ghost Past.
"Good evening, Troike residence. How may I help you?"
"This is Police Department. We would like to inform you about the case that Mr. Troike got involve to." Ms. Veronica walk in the room and sat down on the couch.
Ms. Cathy hands start to tremble. "Go on. Please, I'm listening."
"For much more further information. Please, come to our station. Thank you."
She hangs up before she sat down.
"What is it? Ms. Veronica asked
Ms. Cathy looks into Ms. Veronica eyes. Before she could answer she sighed maybe due to the thoughts running in her mind.
"Mr. Troike must have been in a big trouble. Should we tell Leila?"
"It's up to you."Ms. Veronica pats Ms. Cathy shoulder.
Ms. Cathy smiled in return
Both of them mustn't have notice that I heard the whole conversation. Before Ms. Cathy answered the phone, we were playing hide and seek at that time. Something must have told me to hide before barging in. I didn't even regret it. Because of it, I was able to tell what would happen next.
All of a sudden everything starts to twirl. When will this dream stop? What really does dream means to me? Is it a series of thoughts, visions, or feelings that happen during sleep? Is it an idea or vision that is created in your imagination and that is not real? Is it something that you have wanted very much to do, be, or have or a long time? (A/N Cr. Merriam-Webster) I guess life is like a word. Word has a different meaning, different function or use and has different reason behind all of it. And all you need to do is search to now. Bu the difference is that words can be easily find through phone this days while life, you need to wonder and use lot of time for it.

Ghost past please stop. Please?