When We Met

Chapter 03

The Nightmare
If you read Chapter 02, you know this is the nightmare where she spoke about, this didn't actually happen in the story, it's just a nightmare.

I woke up... I saw it was 10 in the morning, but still dark outside. I was scared, I looked for my parents, but they weren't here. I was alone, whole alone. I heard weird sounds like crackin' wood and footsteps coming closer and closer. I was just imagining things, cuz' there was nobody here, even my birds were gone. Only the furniture was still the same. I tried to put some light on...It didn't work. The electricity was down. I was hungry, I needed some energy, I wanted to take some bread, but there was no bread! I looked in the fridge for something else, it was all gone! No food, it's a nightmare!
I heard our doorbell ring, it was like a thundershok who disturbs the silence. It began to rain heavy. My parents always learned me I may not open the door when they are not at home. I didn't dare to open. I hid myself after the sofa. Someone knocked on the window. I tried to look without getting noticed. It was Martijn. He came to Belgium? He was smiling again. I ran to the window and waved at him. I opened the door and he was gone. Gone in the wind, like they say. The weather was getting worse. I was imagining again. I closed the door, turned around and someone was standing in front of me. It was him? How did he came inside? I was confused. He said I didn't have to worry. He let me calm down. He let me fall asleep again. A thundershok woke me up! He was gone again! Was I imagining AGAIN? But I felt his hands? I heard him? I smelled him? I saw him? But this was not the end yet, oh no. I heard someone screaming my name. I looked out the window again and it was him. I was too confused to use my mind, I just ran hopeless outside and followed him. He kept running and he ran too fast. I couldn't be as fast as him. I lost him. I really just lost him. I was looking around. I heard noises, noises from far away. I heard people whistling my name. This was kinda weird. I couldn't place it. I heard a lot of people, but I saw nobody. I was panicking now, my mind was chaos. I fell down on the ground. My head became hot en sweaty, I tried to stop the pain, but it was too strong, just too strong. I was too weak to get up again, because of that I didn't notice a coming car on time. Right on the moment he would hit me, he week out and drove right on a tree. All weird sounds dissapeared. I get up and ran to the car what started to burn. I was looking for a person, but I saw no one. This was damn creepy. I stared at the sky, there were no clouds, but it was still raining. I didn't know what to do now.

I just sat there.

Whole alone.

I closed my eyes... And when I opened them again, sun was shining, people were walking around, the car was gone, everything was normal again. But where the fuck am I?
It was a beautiful place. It remembered me of Amsterdam, but I knew I wasn' there.

No, I wasn't.

I was like invisable. I got up and walked around. I waved at some people, but they didn't see me at all. I could think of one thing: Am I a ghost?!
I can't be a ghost?!

I completly lost my mind. But when I calmed down I knew what happened.
The car didn't hit me, no, the car exploded and that's the way I died. I was dead. I was only 8 and I was dead?
I wanted to know where I was. I looked around, I saw him again... Yes, I was sure, it was him.
I ran into him. Would he see me? I was scared. I ticked him on his shoulder. He turned around!

He felt it.

He noticed me again.

I was just staring at him.
He asked: " What are you doing here? Lost again? "

He remembered me.

" Ow, you can't talk anymore, it's me, Martijn? " he said.

I nodded, tears of happiness wanted to leave my eyes. I wanted to hug him so tight. But I was frozen again.
He squated and looked at me with a smile, a damn cute smile.

I just couldn't say anything so I hugged him, I really did. Everyone was looking at Martin with damn big eyes. I was a ghost, remember. Nobody could see me. Only he could.
I started to cry.
Martin tried to cheer me up: " Clara, it doesn't matter if you're dead or not. People who believe in you will always know you're here. That's why I still can see you ".

These words.

He believed in me.

He believed in me.

I was so happy now, I forgot to ask an explanation for all this, for all what happened. Actually I didn't care anymore. I really didn't.

With a vision of Martijn smiling at me, I woke up.
What just happened? It was just a dream? I was still in the car. We were almost home.

Will this dream have a meaning? Does it mean something? What does it mean?
All questions with no answers...

When we came home, I just wanted to sleep, so I went to my room and fell asleep.
I hope I wouldn't dream again.

So guys, chapter 3 is over! I know it's so small, but wait for the next ones!
Sorry, but sometimes my English is not correct, so excuse me for that.
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