"Welcome to the CAVE" the loud deep voice that has haunted me for all my life says "wait don't go, I Don't understand, don't go, come back, I don't understand, please let me know, I need to understand, what cave?, please, please" then these hands, these hands these white hands that have blinded me my whole life with it's brightness are welcomed with open arms. I have had this dream at least three million times before, but it feels different, good even. Then those hands that always feels like their one purpose is to drag me away, feel like they are lifting me, ever so gently and setting me down. But I still don't stop screaming and begging" leave me alone, nooo, leave me, let me know!!" I scream but nothing. " Ahhh!!, No no no nooo!! Let me kno- let me know!!"
"Ahhh!!, No no no nooo!! Let me kno- let me know!!"I shoot's up from my bed staring at the clock it reads five-fifty. Beads of sweat rolling down my forehead as I makes it to my dresser.
"It's too damn early for this" I say to myself. "Welcome to the cave", the deep voice sounds through my head and I push it aside and picks out an outfit for the day. Then I head to the bathroom, when I step into the shower I run a bath while I brush my teeth and wash my face, while listening to my favorite songs.An hour later I'm out from the bathroom and dressed in my favorite blue tank top and white shorts I tap my shoe closet and try to find some black shoes about five minutes later I can't decide. So I head down the stairs after my one minute body sanitation is complete I'm free to make my way down stairs I'm oddly excited today, but I still need shoes so I enter my living room and I take out my thick black boots, put them on. But I can't stop thinking why was my dream different today it's always the same ( welcome to the CAVE then *white hands dragging me into nothing*)
what changed? did I change?. I brush off my thoughts and head to the stairs of my mother's living room when I notice on the map that it's open.Why is she up anyway it's like seven thirty in the morning?
Oh God, it's my birthday
I step into her living room and I am instantly hugged by my brother, then he smiles and walks away.
I stand there for a little bit before hops of her couch and hugs me good morning, she's in a good mood. "Mom why aren't you and in bed?" I ask her "I heard you, screaming honey so I woke up and made you a smoothie" she says with a smile, okay now I'm suspicious, first of all I hate smoothies, secondly my room is sound proof. "Mom I put my room on sound proof you couldn't have heard me scream" I tell her and wait for her to come up with an excuse, I'm enjoying this too much, I laugh to myself, she doesn't reply and just leads me to the elevator, and she hits the down button, I feel weird cause I know something is coming, and it's not a smoothie "what kind of smoothie" I ask her breaking the not bad but awkward silence. "What?" She asks me, "smoothie what kind of smoothie" I repeat.
I know their ain't no smoothie but this is fun and funny to watch. I'm so sure cause her kitchen is below her living room which would be on the sixth floor and we are heading right there. And the kitchen is where you would keep an unnecessary-ly large cake. I take a second to look at her she is dressed nicely, and her thick, dark curly hair is beautifully braided into a bun. Kind of like mine, but no bun."Mom since when have you been up?" She doesn't reply and I tap her shoulder as we enter "when did you wake up?" I repeat
"Around 2am" she says with a smile.I want to ask why but I just say "okay."
We get to the kitchen and much to my surprise their is a huge cake and my whole family is there singing and recording, all this is sweet and all but it's also just plain..... basic, I'm not complaining, but they could change it up. After cutting the cake, hugging and getting congrats from everyone, just a little bit of dancing, eating a lot of food and cake, it's 12pm and I want to leave and chill with Naomi a bit. As I'm about to leave, Damian walks up to me and says "Happy birthday" I roll my eyes
"how many times are you going to say that?" I say
He just smiles "Where are you going?"
"To chill with Naomi at her place or Sophie's, wanna come?" Then he says "tempting but someone has to stay with the guests since you are bolting" I laugh lightly since that's true.
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