Once Upon A Dream

CHAPTER 1: Vague Nightmares

I was holding onto him. I clung onto his jacket as if my life depends on it. I hugged him from the back as we sped along the road. Tightly, I embraced him as the chilly breeze blew on my face. He clutches my hand while I rest my head on his back. I can hear his heartbeat sync with my own. It was as if our hearts were one.

"I love you.." I whispered softly. I felt warmth deep inside. I wish this would never end.

The city lights drew farther and faded in the background as we drove. The moonlight cascading on the trees gave an ethereal feeling on the road.

He put his hand over mine and gently squeezed it as if to reassure me.
"I love you too..." His voiced echoed as the wind carried his words into my ear.

The serene scene lasted until it was broken by the sound of a blaring horn, a flash of blinding light, and a loud crash echoing through the dark night.

Debris of metal scraps flew everywhere, shattered pieces of glass and broken headlights illuminated the surrounding foliage.

The pavement was painted in crimson as blood slowly flowed. I was numbed by the pain. I can't feel my body. I stared into the gloomy night as clouds obscured the moon and thunder roared across the sky. It sounded like a distant cry- mourning at the sight of the two ill-fated souls.

Rain started to fall. It was as if the Heavens sympathized with this pitiful existence.
Is this the end?

I looked at the figure lying unconsciously on my right. I tried to call out his name, but no words came out. I tried to reach for him, but he seemed so far. Tears silently fall from my eyes as the gentle pouring of rain washed them away.

The world seemed to slow down. I want to hold him one last time. I want to hear his voice. I want to see his face even just for a moment. Everything became silent as the images of my life flash before my eyes. I felt so peaceful. Slowly I was swallowed by darkness. I felt myself ebbing away...

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I woke up. I sat on the bed sweating, panting, eyes swollen with tears. It's that same dream again.

"Seb, nak wake up, you're gonna be late for school!" I heard my Mom call out.

I slowly got up and made my way to the bathroom. I looked at myself on the mirror, silently staring into nothingness. I tried remembering the dream, but everything was vague. I came back from my reverie, washed my face and went downstairs.

"Good morning ma." I greeted my Mom as I sat down and ate my breakfast.
"Good morning, by the way, I'll come home late. I have lot of work to do at the office. Ate Mels will come later, I'll leave you money nalang. There's food in the fridge." Mom said as she gave me a kiss and hurried to leave.

"Don't forget about the PTA, It's on Saturday! Have you signed the letter?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, I already signed it, remind me later I gotta go baby. Take care, bye-bye." Mom shouted back as she closed the door.

I quickly finished my breakfast, showered, got changed and hurried to school as well.

It's been two weeks since the school year started. Nothing interesting has really happend yet, and I pray it stays that way.
Some say highschool is the best part of one's life. Creating memories with your friends, exploring, experiencing your "first times", but for me it wasn't the case. I had to switch different schools every year because of family problems.

My parents got separated when I was five years old. My mom took care of me ever since. It was really hard for her. No words can describe how grateful I am, and I love her very much for everything. As for my Dad, I don't really have any memory of him at all. Wherever he is, I hope he's happy. I don't really care about him.