Is only........Forever (Coming Soon)

Music Box

Is almost time.......
I'm just running the street like crazy under this unpleasant weather. My clothes are already mess and wet but I have to get home. There waiting for me....my family.
I have a tiresome day on college to many draft that I have to present but even with my tightly scheduled. I have to be there....
Because I promised...
Never miss our time together....
Im home!......I said pushing the door behind me without looking running upstairs to my room. Throwing everything in one corner so the rest of the floor don't get wet. I'm simple improvised.
I'll be there.....I said inside the shower.
Okay, darling. .....
Once I heard the calm on my mom voice, I'm simple exhaled in relief. I'm almost save. I leave the bathroom using my towel and drying my hair unconscious standing at the balcony and look outside. The weather is getting worst.
Thank God, I made it......I said moving my eyes at the small lake a little far. You can see the reflection of the lighting on the lake. Everything look so unreal. Remind me .....
Mom story......I said more curious focus my eyes on one single figure. Standing there just looking at me.
Why his so familiar?......I said moving my head like forget it, goes to my nightstand and play the only thing I care and love .....mom music box.
Simple a little twist and that lovely music invade the entire room. Im just hum the music keep dressing and look for my brush to give a finally touch on my hair turning .......until
Are you Sarah?.......
Excuse me, How did you get inside?......I said jumping tensed when I see a male figure standing at my balcony door. I can't see his face.
Are you Sarah?.....He ask again more firm.
I won't answer until you answer my question first. How in the world did you get inside my room?.....I said moving a little until I finally see him.
He look at me smile and pointed behind him.
Is that answer your question....He said amused for my face.
I didn't answer back observing few feathers on the floor......feathers!..
Now, that I got your attention. Are you Sarah?......He ask again but looking at me very curious. All that I can think about and see was looking his clothes the way he move....remind me.....a certain gobbling .....a story.....mom's story....
It can't be. You are a story. You are not real. You don't exist........I said now scared pointed at him and stepping back
He read my face, my uncertainty confused face. And that's make him laugh. His laugh invade the entire room.
You must be Sarah's daughter......He said a little uncertainty between his smile. But that don't stopping him making few step standing very close to me .....breathing on my face.
His answer make my skin crawling....
Believe me, precious. I'm very real. And I came for what is mine......you.