The Dream's Melody

Chapter 2

Walking to school in the morning is one of the best feeling I have always felt.

The sun is out with its brightest smile as the birds sings in the sky.

Butterflies flying around places hunting for flower bushes.

Trees dancing out of the wind's control.

Students getting ready to school.

Adults leaving for work.

Morning news.

Florist and gardener preparing the flowers to make them pretty and healthy

Bakers putting their breads to place leaving the delicious aroma of freshly baked pastries and good coffee.

The beautiful mood this scene gives always makes me want to stop in the middle of the walk and play my violin to give a thank you that I can still smell, hear, see, and breathe.

I closed my eyes as I walk

Imagining myself playing a beautiful melody using my violin.

I could feel the bow and strings in my finger tips.

I can hear the harmony in my head.

"What is it about this time?" Al asked out of the blue.

"What are you talking about?" I asked back still my eyes closed

"Your strange dream, of course"

This question again.

I opened my eyes as my mood got ruined.

"I don't know. I can't really remember." I lied and rushed forward as we enter the school grounds.

Lately I've been giving excuses when Al asked me this kind of question.

The reason is simple. If he finds out that he has become part of my nightmares, I might lose him.

He brushed his dark blonde colored hair with his fingers and  match my pace.

"What?! Again?!Are you sure?! That sucks" I can see that he felt disappointed and annoyed

"Not really" I fake giggle

"What?! Yah it sucks! I always love hearing about your strange dreams and lately it seems that...that you don't want to talk about it anymore."

How did he know???

"Your looking at me with that face that tells me, how did I know?" He chuckled

"Well of course I'd know because I've always been with you since I can remember. Therefore I can totally read your moves like a book."  Said with his chin up and his arms on the sides of his waist.

I laughed.

Why does he remind me of Gaston (The Beauty and the beast) whenever he shows off??

"Your creepy." I teased

He really never fails to make me laugh ever since we met.

Al and I have known each other for a long time. We've met on the hospital when I had a major accident 10 years ago.

Before I met him I couldn't smile, eat, talk nor sleep and I kept on having nightmares with feeling like I was missing an important piece in my life.

My parents look miserable thinking what to do to make me feel better.

I got a lot weaker as the day passed by. My hair begun to fall, my lips are cracked and almost white and my bones slightly starts to show up under my skin.