The man of my dreams.

He comes in my dreams, every night, only for a short amount of time, his face is hidden, his voice is not to be remembered, only a whisper crosses his lips ''be careful.'' And then he is gone, just vanishes, like he was never there, and then I wake up, confused and unable to remember anything but his words, unable to hear is voice once more, and all there is left is a cold, almost forgotten memory, and the whisper of his last words ''Be careful.'' Who is this stranger? Why does he haunt me in my dreams? Why me? Why now? The questions are many, but there is no answer to any of them. Sometimes I think it's my imagination, but it seems too real, like he is real, like it's not just a dream, but a memory, a lost memory I can't recall. I would give anything to know this strangers name or face. The mornings after I dream of this man, is normal, it's like nothing ever happened, like he was never there, I forget him, but not today, today the dream is still kind of blurred  but I remember more than I ever have before. I wrote it down, and it started a story, that I'll never forget again, my life story. My name is Alisha Smith, and I will tell you how my life went from ordinary, to an adventure.

It was an ordinary Sunday morning, the coffee was served, and I was getting dressed, I live by myself, but my neighbor always comes over for coffee in the morning. So I don't feel so alone in my apartment. It's a big apartment, and it's been so empty ever since my husband left me for a younger and richer girl. It doesn't really hurts me, cause our marriage was almost over anyway, there was no passion left and if he haven't left me, then I'd probably left him, after trying to get it to work. ''How have you been lately, Karen?'' ''Oh, i've been fine my dear. Nothing unsually happens to me.'' I smiled at her, and she smiled back. ''I'm gonna be late for work, would you mind just putting our cups in the dishwasher? Thanks.'' I hugged her and left. She looked confused at me. ''Of course, happy to help love!'' She was my best friend, i cared for her, and she had no one but me. Her kids never visit, and her husband died a few years back. So she got me. 

I came to work at 09.05, five minutes to late. My boss came up to me and asked why i was late, i looked at her, and said ''Karen, my neighbor, came by for coffee and we lost time, talking. It won't happen again.'' She smiled and said it was okay, as long is it never happen again. I was happy with my boss, she was always so understanding with small mistakes. I worked at a small place, an office of a kind, it was popular, and many wanted to work there. My job was to keep check on every person in the world, who was registered in our system, which is everyone born on a hospital. My job was really helpful, perhaps I could find this guy, that hunts my dreams, but I didn't know enough about him to find him just jet.

I came home from work late this day, ready for a relaxing evening, and some food. After a couple of hours, I went to bed. And I fell asleep as I hit my pillow. And my dream started again...