The Gears of Time

Chapter 5

This story is pretty gross

By the way I apologize for not updating sooner but I frogot I had a social life and when I figured it out WattPad was no longer my priority. so excuse my absence. :) Sorry.

~Kathleen~

     I am there again. My father is screaming at me to get a life. I stand there defiantly, not letting even a single tear come out. He was a horrible man, and when he died, it felt like I was free from him.

I had vivid dreams, and the one that I remember most was about my fater dying.

I saw my dad in the garage, in a corner, unmoving his face was black and blue, like mine usually was. At this point I was fesling good about myself and was happy he had gotten a taste of his own medicine.

His breath was ragged, dragging in and out slowly and painfully as if there was something in his lungs making him unable to breathe. He coughed and à thick vile liquid came out of his moth. Me being young, screamed and ran to him trying to get it to stop. But he didn't see me, all he saw was the man behind me with his arm raised, a silverbladed dagger with an ornite looking pearl handle.

I ran to the man expecting him to stop and think of me as an innocent girl that was in the way, but he swung and his hand went through my body as if I were a ghost. I turned as his deadly blade hit my dad right in the chest. My dad made a horrible gurgling noise as the knife entered his heart. He looked at the man with contempt and said nothing. He just closed his eyes and mouthed 'you have been repaid' and took his last breath and stopped.

At this point my dream ended and I realized it was real, because I walked into the garage and there was my awful father that had ruined my childhood, dead in the very corner he was in, in my dream.