Unraveled: A Tragic Mystery

Unraveled: A Tragic Mystery, III

It was, by far, the most bizarre dream. I've dreamt of him before in the past, but this time... This time it felt all too real. I could hear him, breathing softly in my ear. I could feel him, his warm body heat on my clammy skin. I could smell him, his cologne mixed with the faint smell of chemicals from his gel. I could even taste him, the taste of his lips on mine, all too familiar for me to forget, despite not quite kissing him in my dream.

It was nearly 5:30am, so I decided not to go back to bed, and to just get up and begin packing for school. I slugged my way out of my twin bed and touched my toes to the cold hardwood floor, sending unpleasant chills through my body. I craved the warm embrace my bed offered. So tempted to crawl back in and pull the covers up to my face. Reluctantly, I stood up. I began to stretch. I stretched in a manor that made me feel as though I was shedding the damaged skin worn the day before, only to be left fresh, and new. The new skin hugging tight to my body, the only layer keeping me together. Holding in each small fragment of my broken self, threatening to tear, and expose my vulnerable being.

I stumbled my way into the bathroom. After turning on the shower, I began to rid myself of my clothing, while listening to the water pound the shower floor, soothing me, as my heart syncronized to the steady beat. I stood in front of my mirror. I awknowledge each and every detail of my now naked body. The slight curve of my spine. The way my body shifted to balance itself. I leaned in, nose almost touching my reflection. I stared into my own eyes, blue like an ocean the morning after a stormy night. My long eyelashes pointing in all different directions. My slim, shaped nose leading down to my full, chapped lips. Freckles covering my cheeks and connecting at the bridge of my nose. My copper red hair, falling just past my shoulders, and falling into my face, creating a security blanket to hide my imperfections from unwanted attention.

I backed away from the mirror, taking one last glance at my exposed body, before stepping into the scorching shower. I stayed there, still, for what seemed like an eternity, before lathering my body in soaps and body washes. They say showers are the best place to just think. To solve and evaluate your life's situations. So I stayed there, waiting for answers to come to me, but they never did. Forty-five minutes later, I was in the kitchen, lounging in sweats and a t-shirt. There, at the kitchen table, I waited for the bus to come, just as I did every morning. When the bus rolled to a stop, I headed out the front door. Back-pack in hand, music turned up all the way, and an emotional brick wall. Built so strong, no one can surpass it, not even Kaiden could. Or so I thought.

Authors note: I explained to a few people what happened, but basically from the part where Spencer was putting her feet on the ground in the morning and on, ALL GOT DELETED! So no I save almost every five minutes .. Ugh. Anyways, I should be posting more and more, thank you all for the feedback! They're all really sweet things! If you want me to read anything of yours, or follow you, just let me know by following or contacting via tumblr! Thanks again guys! Hope you enjoyed!