Ayana's POV
I see a beautiful house. Where I am sitting in a rocking chair. I feel like a different person, with my hair longer and hands thinner.
I feel like I'm in the body of another person. I want to walk to the mirror and look at myself but I can't move. It feels as if I have no control over my body or eyes. I can't even move my eyes where I want to. I feel like I am trapped here. Not knowing what else to do I close my eyes in frustration and hope to get out of here. When I open my eyes I am surprised to find myself at a completely different place! This can't be real. Its surely a dream. But at the same time it doesn't feel like a dream either. It feels as if I am a phantom, trapped in the body of an innocent girl who is unaware of my presence.
I look around to find an unfamiliar room which has drawings and charts all around the walls, scattered papers and pencils on the table, along with geometrical instruments. There is something ancient about this setting. It looks like a room from the ninetys.
There is a middle aged man, sitting on the desk, who seems pretty engrossed in doing some mathematical calculations. Before I can comprehend further, I speak without my will, "Dad can I help?"
"No sweetie. I want to get these calculations right all by myself. What you are doing is already enough. Why don't you sleep a while. Aren't you tired from your journeys?" The man speaks.
"Okay. Good night dad." I speak, and realize that I have seen this person somewhere else. A little thought and I realize it's grandfather. Its Elena's dad. His pictures are in our house. But why am I calling him dad? Does that mean...
"Good night Natie."
I am Natalia. As in my mother. Oh boy!
I start to feel dizzy as realization dawns on me. Maybe I am in a time travel! I want to keep awake and explore why I am here but as Natalia is feeling sleepy so I can feel the same and as I fall asleep, I see a dream. Its like a dream within a dream except that this one feels more real as now I feel like myself again and not like some other person.
Maybe it was not a time travel. I was just being dramatic as I had been reading a lot about mom's time travels from the diary I got from Mr. Hyder. Yeah! It must be this that got to my head and now I am dreaming of weird science fiction.
But I did try to do what was written there. As in I tried to focus on a specific era and tried to think of mom and before I dreamt of this I remember I was thinking right about this time period. I don't ever remember dreaming same exact thing as I wanted to. So maybe its a first, or maybe it really is a time travel. Whatever, I will soon find out.
I try to speak to check if I got my voice back. And this is my voice. I am officially Ayana again. Feeling a little better in my own self I try to figure out what's this dream about. I like to explore my dreams ofcourse when I know I am dreaming. Which is not everyday.
I am in a beautiful garden and I hear someone calling my name. I look around and keep walking towards the source of the sound. Just turning over a bush I find her looking towards me. She looks very much like Elena, except that she is way prettier. Her eyes are big and beautiful. Dark and thickly covered with lashes. I can't seem to look anywhere else, they seem to have hypnotized me. Then it hits me! This is mom! My real mom!
"Are you my mother?" I ask her, slightly embarrassed of asking this because she looks as young as myself.
She nods with teary eyes after looking at me with longing and warmth for few seconds and then envelopes me in a hug. I am too confused to even respond. "You are grown up and beautiful. I almost forgot that I have a daughter, but when I left you I used to cry for days, longing for my baby girl in my arms. And now that I am seeing you after all these years, all that pain is coming back. I haven't felt like crying this much in years. And just the sight of you, and the grandeur of this moment is making me want to cry my heart out of joy and sorrow simultaneously." She says and then touches my face and my hands, "I just want to feel you to make it seem like an actual moment and not a dream." She says and envelopes me in a hug.
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Fiction généraleAyana is a goody-two-shoes pretty girl, living a perfect life. Despite the fact that her family is so overprotective of her that she never even parties or stays out late she loves her life. But that perfect life dramatically changes to something she...
