Summer love

Nightmares

Sight. Sound. Touch. Taste. Smell.
The common and accepted five senses. All of them experienced throughout each day of your life. I had learned very quickly. Though, that these were not all that there was. There was another sense. The sense to feel. And it was not like the sense of touch, to feel a fabric or a smooth surface. It wasn't that kind of feeling. But rather something inside you. The five senses include the experience of easy things, but not pain. Not love. Not fear. And that sixth sense. The sense to feel, was the worst of all. Because it was the only one that existed in my nightmares.

"Steve. Steve!" She was screaming and crying. Her little brother with his blonde hair sitting right next to her. He was crying I could see. But I didn't hear him talk. "Steve please. Please Steve save me." I asked her what was wrong. And then I saw it. Her house was on fire. Her parents were on a party. "Please." She was sobbing. "Steve. Or just anyone save me." She started praying. "Dear god. Please could you just save my brother? Take me. Whatever I don't care. Tell my parents I love them." She was crying and praying. Holding her younger brother when the flames hit her. "And tell Steve I will never forget him."

Then I woke up. Realizing I just had the worst nightmare. When I wiped my tears away I had one goal in my life.

Finding her. And always save her.

[a/n okay this is shitty and I know it. I just never have time to update. School and stuff... I'll try to update more and better I promise.

Loves Calista]