It's dark, and cold...Very cold. I feel like I'm caught between a deep sleep and reality. What happened? I'm confused, yet feel no emotion. I look to my right and I see a girl with blonde hair with her mother and father hugging in a group, like a family. I look to my left and I see the mother and girl crying but when I look back to my right they weren't there anymore. Its like a slide show. All of a sudden I hear someone say "daddy's gone baby girl, he can't come back. I'm sorry" in a mourning voice. I look to my left and that was the mother talking to the little girl.
I start understanding ehats going on. Its beautiful yet sad and yet, emotionless. I look to my right to see the girl playing by herself in a yard with pure green grass with yellow flowers. Then I look behind me to see the mother lying in a hospital bed crying while petting her daughters hair. The daughter looks about 6 which I believe is old enough to understand what her mother is about to say. Her mother opens her mouths and says softly "babygirl, I'm sorry. Your father passed away...from cancer, he didn't leave. I know you've felt hurt about this and I'm sorry I've never told you about this. I've been handling a problem myself". I then notice her mothers head, it no longer has the beautiful silk brown hair it once had. Its just her scalp and skin that is being shriveled away and broken. Her mother smiled to her daughter with a tear falling saying "I am suffering from cancer also, but something is also wrong with my skin". The girl starts to cry.
Then it becomes colder, and darker. Then I'm once again alone for what seems like hours, days, months and even years, but then I start to hear crying from what seems like a little boy. I run to find him to see if not only I could help him but so I won't be lonely again. I run and run while the cries become louder and clearer. I start to see something familiar, it looks like a kind of memory from what I saw with the other family with the little girl, mother and father. When I finally get close enough I see the boy, crying and screaming for his mother. As I'm about to tap his shoulder I hear someone say my name. "HUNTER!" I turn around and so does the boy. When I see the face that screamed my name I almost fell on my knees and cried. "Oh Hunter thank goodness you're okay. Are you hurt?" But she doesn't even look at me but those words seemed familiar. She was looking past me, so when I turn around I see a familiar young face that looks almost identical to mine. It was me, the last time I cried and saw my mother before she died. Then things went quiet, then black.
