Crescent

Dreams

     The room was flooded by frost, every surface covered in the icy cold glass like solid. The girls body was covered in morning frost, her body cold to the touch, her lips blue , her eyelashes coated in a thin layer of snowy ice. The girl laid in the middle of the room, a white dress covering her body up. Her skin was pale, covered in the morning frost, if warmth were to touch she would melt. 

  Cold air filled the room. There were pieces of shattered glass on the floor surrounding the girl who seemed to be unharmed. She looked like she was sleeping peacefully. Was her sleep eternal? If so.., how did she die? Is she real? Or just a doll..? Suddenly the peaceful scene changed into that of a bloody and gruesome one. The girls body was bloody and her face was full of terror.

What happened? 

This was a question that was hard to answer, or maybe had no answer at all..

  Awaking from my sleep , I rubbed my eyes and looked up at the ceiling. My body shivered from the incoming breeze that trailed through from the window. I have been having the same dream over and over again. It's honestly a little creepy how that girl went from being covered in frost to blood. What am i not understanding? 

I got dressed for school , my uniform fit well thankfully. I was thinking it wouldn't fit because of how tight the shirt and blouse looked. And thankfully, the skirt fits just as well. I spun around and then looked in the mirror, it wasn't exactly my style but It'll do. I walked over to my nightstand and picked my necklace up and placed it around my neck.

 Pushing my glasses up on my face I looked around searching for my bag. It had been lying in the chair by my desk. Walking over I picked it up and sling it over my shoulder. I made the trip down the stairs and walked outside. I figured I would just get food on the way to school. I kept my head down slightly to where my face wasn't visible but I could still watch where I was going. 

 Arriving at the gates of the school I then walked in, finding myself looking around,observing. 

"Hey..! Mira!" A girls voice called out from behind me.

Another body collided with mine from behind, as I was knocked to the ground my glasses had suffered just a little less damage than I had. The persons body had still been weighing me down. A hand touched my cheek, the girl had turned me over and was checking my face to see if I'd been hurt at all.

"Sorry about that Mira..!" She said with a cheerful smile.