Memory One: Dream Again

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That memory....again. In a wake of  the girl said inside her head. She held her chest tight while breathing heavily. Sweat started to form, from her forehead down to her neck. Tears started to escape form her eyes and started to trickle down to her rosy cheeks.

"Strange, that..that girl.... she's been showing up in my dream since I got here in Japan." she whispered in between her silent sobs.

She's confused, confused about many unexplainable things that's been happening to her. She's been dreaming about that girl, that lady the little girl called mom and the lady that helped the little girl. But she can't quite figure out why she's been dreaming about that specific dream and she can't even see their faces.

Tears are still visible from her cheeks. Glistening with the moon that lit the room midway.

She calmed herself down, she stood up and poured some water to her glass. She wiped the remaining tears she shed and went to her beside table. She opened her notebook and started writing.

Dear lil' girl,
      These past few days, you've been showing up to my dreams since we got here in Japan. I don't get it. For those past few days that you've been showing up to my dream, I always feel uneasy. It felt weird , acting like this..I mean like, you're just a part of my dream, but there's a part of me telling otherwise. It felt weird crying because of you, it felt weird seeing you but not really, it felt weird  feeling sad, lonely and furious about something. I felt unwanted feelings after you showed up in my dreams.Who ..are you? What ...are you? What are your intentions? What does I have to do with you? And why do you keep on showing up in my dreams?
                                                        - Sakura

The girl finished writing so she went back to her bed, but for some reason she can't sleep. She turned her head towards the direction of the clock 3:46, it's almost 4  she said to herself.

She then gazed at the window. It's still dark but she can't sleep so she decided to get up, jog and watch the sunrise after.

She ran around their subdivision and went to the nearby beach. *Beep beep* her wrist watch made a sound so she glanced at it. Her heartbeat is being shown in the screen, irregular and it's beating fast, she inhaled and exhaled a couple of times and hummed.

Her wrist watch stopped beeping so she smiled and viewed the vast ocean slowly bulging the rounded sun. She stayed for a little while and stared at the sun's reflection.

"It's been a while since I've done this.." she said and lifted her head, closing her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the air.

"...This feels good" and slowly, she opened her eyes, raising her hand to protect her eyes from the suns radiance.

"I wonder why people are forbidden to stare at the sun directly..?" she softly said to herself.

" Forbidden is a big word..." a manly voice said "..staring at the sun directly can damage your eyes, sometimes not seeing the things at it's fullest capacities and capabilities can be a good thing, not knowing how good and worst it can be, not knowing it's full limits. No one's gonna expect, and no one's gonna be disappointed." he then continued.

She froze after hearing the mans voice, slowly recovering, she moved her head sideward but she didn't saw the man, she stood up and looked around to find man who answered her and finally, she saw the mans silhouette jogging away.

"No disappoinment huh? We'll maybe your right mister. Not seeing your face after what you said didn't really disappoint me that much."              

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