The monster in me.

Chapter One

It was reported that Abu Mas'good Al Badri (may Allah be pleased with him) said "the messenger of Allah (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) said: 'the last two ayahs of suratul Baqarah- whoever recites them at night they will be sufficient for him; Narrated by Al Bukhari.

Clasping my mouth with my two hands to stop myself from whimpering in order not to disclose my hiding position, I heard her footsteps getting closer.

It is midnight and this lady out of nowhere start to hunt me down. I don't know what is terrifying, the fact that she has a scar across her face all covered up with blood, bloodstains all over her dress, barefoot and dirty, or that she looks exactly like me.

Trying to figure out what to do to save myself as I start to look at my surroundings there is nothing but darkness, darkness overshadowed everything that even the palm of the hand is not visible, except her
All of a sudden she started crawling towards me grinning from ear to ear, her tooth looked decayed and sharp, her honey-brown eyes are bloodshot and her hair is dishevelled and it looks grey to my darker hair. I wanted to run far away from her or at least distance myself from her but I can't. I feel like being paralyzed, I can't move a single finger. As she comes closer to me she started to tap my foot with her long nails and she keeps on tapping until she reached my lap and pierced deep on my skin, Screaming so loudly due to the pain I started to thrash around at least to make her remove the finger, but am only adding the pain to myself and I cannot resist it. With a satisfactory grin, she removes her finger and started to lick her blood tainted nails.

She then gets hold of my ponytail and started to drag me all the way to the stairs, and out of the blue we where at someplace much brighter than the one I find myself in, it has a bathtub and a mirror hung above the tub. She then pulled me up facing the mirror, instead of seeing my reflection and hers I saw my dad laying on the floor in a pool of blood his own blood because his head is seriously injured and bleeding.

The vision then disappeared and I saw that monster behind looking straight at me from the mirror and smirked with those disgusting colourful teeth of hers and said: "you killed him".

Those words keep on ringing in my ears, I want it to stop but no it's like she is repeating the same words over and over again.

I know I did not kill my dad, of course, he is dead found in his own pool of blood but I did not kill him. I will never kill my dad, never.

I turn back to her trying to defend myself but she beat me to it and added.

"You pretty little innocent child you can't help it but murder her own father, you are nothing but a murderer."

She spat.

"Am.... am not... a." I stammered.

"Murderer?" She asked

"Why don't you ask mama." She said, and then vanish into a thin air. I searched the area but she is nowhere to be found except for the echo of her voice that keeps on repeating those last words.

Sweating started to drip down my forehead to my neck and back. I feel wet my clothes all drenched as I started choking and coughing and breathing becomes difficult and in a bolt, I stand up trying my best to regain my breathing as I realize it was all a dream.

I started wiping the sweat off my forehead with my palm and rose from the bed as I walk into the bathroom and ablute after that I perform two nafils seeking for Allah's protection and guidance. After I finished I started my azkar waiting for the call of subh prayer and honestly it is because I want to distract myself from remembering what happened in the dream. And finally, I heard the call to prayer and my phone starts to buzz.

After my prayers, I couldn't allow myself to sleep again so I gather the remaining strength left in me and got ready for work.

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