Finally Mine

Chapter 8

Note

                  Hi guys! I hope you like this chapter. This should give Alana the push she needs to befriend Jasper and fully stop pushing him away. I do hope you like it and please comment and vote.

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~Alana~

                     I open my eyes and I find myself in a vast meadow filled will all kinds of wildflowers. It took me a few minutes to get my bearings.  The sky is perfectly blue with not a cloud in site.  I look down to see myself in a white sundress and brown sandals. Where am I? Why am I here? I know this is a dream but that doesn't mean I'm safe.

                  I start walking around to see if I could find a house or any kind of civilization. So far nothing though. I can't even tell how long I've been here. Time is way different in the dream world and it can be unpredictable with who enters your dream and what your mind comes up with. I can control it somewhat but again the dream world is unpredictable.

                  About thirty minutes later or at least I think so (I'm not sure), I start to see a cottage. I sigh in relief. I did not want to keep walking at all. My feet have started to hurt and I could feel my skin start to burn under the heat of the sun. I also just want to get this dream over with. I start to walk a little faster because I have a feeling that what my dream is trying to tell me is in there.

                  When I got close enough to get a better look at the cottage I noticed it looked a little run down not bad enough where it's non livable but where it's noticeable.  The cottage was small and it was fully out of wood. There were two front windows that looked liked they needed to be cleaned.  There was a large wooden door between them and it also looked old. The porch also looked really worn.

                  I walked up the walkway and stepped onto the porch. The boards creaked under my weight. I winced at the noise. I stepped closer to the door and grabbed the knob. I paused before opening the door and started to steel myself. I have no idea what's behind the door nor do I know how it will affect me. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I stepped inside before I could change my mind.

                  I froze at what I saw inside. It was hard for me to breath. The inside of the cottage looked exactly like the house I lived in when both my parents were alive and happy. Before my life went to shit. I felt so many emotions bubble up inside me at once. I took another deep breath to keep the emotions at bay. I can't let my emotions interfere. I stepped more into the hallway and closed the door behind me. When I said everything looked the same, I mean everything. Nothing was new or different.

"Hello?" I called out. There was utter silence. I wanted to just get this over with. I decided to go upstairs where all the bedrooms were to see if there was anyone after all. The first bedroom was on my right and I instantly remember that this was the twin's room. I opened the door to see that no one was in there. Though the room was the same as I remember. The two beds were opposite of each other and the walls were a pretty pale yellow. This was the twin's nursery when they were babies. The floor was littered with toys as if they just stopped playing and went somewhere else. I start to feel my eyes mist a little so I quickly shut the door and went to the next bedroom.

                This bedroom was my parents'. I opened it and saw again that it was the same with dark plum walls and a queens size bed in the middle of the far wall. There were books on the bed side table on my dad's side and magazines on my mother's. There was one book opened in the middle of the bed placed down like they just took a break from it. I took a shaky breath. I miss them so much. I didn't stay much longer.