In my sleep, I let my mind at ease. However, in my darkest night, my mind takes me to dark places. Once I wake I am relieved that the dream is over. yet on this particular night, the dream scared me even as I woke.
It was a typical day, I was shopping with my youngest sister. as she is of age where she feels the need for independence, I grant it to her and walk by her side without holding her hand. We were in a strange part of town I felt the tension in my body, but I needed to be there so I ignored the feeling. I was thinking about all the children that had been kidnaped att he time. I turned to look at my sister and she was not there. ran back looking for her, I could not let my sister disappeared. Luckily I found right before they were about to take her. I grabbed her had as tight as I could. and I skulled her out of worry and fear. then I woke up still in shock of the events from my dream. I turn to look at my sister who typically sleeps next to me. but she was not there. my fear spiked again. then I realized I was not at my parents' house. my heart was still beating hard. The thought of losing my sister, a child I partly raised made my heart drop. It makes me take into account how people who have lost their children or siblings felt. It was truly terrible.
I'm just grateful it was just a dream.
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