My lifes a secret.
Chapter Five
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Although the interior of our apartment was fairly small it was very nice. Canvases with similar floral designs printed onto them hung perfectly spaced around the living room and in the kitchen the benches were polished to perfection and I could see a clear reflection of me off them. As I wandered through the apartment, I found a doorway with tie die curtains and beads hanging from the frame. Curious, I shifted the bead strings aside and peeked inside the room. There were ornaments hanging everywhere. Dream catchers, crystals threaded onto fishing line and bamboo wind chimes. I recognised them all. My dad and I had made a collection of these things when I was young and I had hung every single one of them up on the ceiling of my room. I felt churn of emotion in my stomach. I stifled a cry. All of the memories still seemed so fresh, too clear. As I clutched my arms around my chest I felt the inner struggle for control come an outright war. How many nights had I wished that my dad would be still alive? Every night I got down on my knees beside my bed and sent a silent prayer to my dad. This night was no exception.
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I slept restlessly that night and I just couldn’t make my brain shut up. It was around 2am that fatigue finally overpowered any uneasy thoughts. I fell into a dream and relaxed into its familiarity. I stood at the top of a hill with a lighthouse overlooking the crashing waves on the beach below. My dark brown hair danced in the light breeze brushing against the soft skin of my cheek. I looked out over the ocean and clear blue sky. In the distance dark storm clouds rolled in towards the shore. I became confused. Why where there storm clouds? This had always been my peaceful escape from reality. No, what is happening? I thought as a stronger, fiercer wind blew in from the water and sea spray stung my eyes. The long grass at my feet swayed and thrashed violently in the wind and a chill rose up my back. Beneath me the ground shook, and groaned. There was a slight crack and the solid soil underneath me fell. Black water surrounded me and pulled me in all directions. It knocked out all of the air I had left in my lungs and I forced my arms to move and try to get me to the surface but the current was too strong and deadly. Like a light in the darkness my dad materialised and beckoned me to follow him through the water. I didn’t know if I could but just seeing his kind face gave me the motivation to push forward. It was too late though, for the dream had begun to have static lines around the edges and I was thrown into complete darkness. I was covered head to toe with sweat and a figure loomed near the doorway in the darkness. I shrieked loudly and scrambled to find my covers and hide under them.
“Shh, Melanie it’s only me.” My mum soothed. Oh, my bad.
Written by CanToo2 & RunawayRachel.
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