Lately, I’ve been seeing the same dream.
Like any other dreams, I tend to forget the beginning of my dream but at some point, this scene was really vivid and I can’t help remembering it even after I wake up.
I was going to sleep in my late granny’s room at my uncle’s house. Regardless how many people’s talking (or just appearing) outside the room or no matter what the circumstances were, I would end up alone in that room and the room was always dark with dim light from the closed curtains.
I tried sleeping in that room. But I could never sleep. Because there’s always this thing, I don’t know how to describe it, whether it’s human or not even though that presence always looks like a woman with very long hair.
When I was laying in the bed, that thing would be beside me and sticking out that face to my face. No, I don’t want to describe it face, but, yes, it’s not a pleasant one. That thing was always tried to disturb my sleep, and I would be trying to repel that thing, reciting all the prayers I know and ended up gasping for breath. I woke up and tried to call my mum, but she wouldn’t come. This was when I realized I’m still inside the dream.
Fortunately, I managed to wake up though I would be so damn tired.
It’s been so long since the last time I go to that room. That room is used by my cousin now. I don’t know if he ever feels any negative presence there, but if yes, probably he wouldn’t want to talk about it anyway.
Like any other dreams, I tend to forget the beginning of my dream but at some point, this scene was really vivid and I can’t help remembering it even after I wake up.
I was going to sleep in my late granny’s room at my uncle’s house. Regardless how many people’s talking (or just appearing) outside the room or no matter what the circumstances were, I would end up alone in that room and the room was always dark with dim light from the closed curtains.
I tried sleeping in that room. But I could never sleep. Because there’s always this thing, I don’t know how to describe it, whether it’s human or not even though that presence always looks like a woman with very long hair.
When I was laying in the bed, that thing would be beside me and sticking out that face to my face. No, I don’t want to describe it face, but, yes, it’s not a pleasant one. That thing was always tried to disturb my sleep, and I would be trying to repel that thing, reciting all the prayers I know and ended up gasping for breath. I woke up and tried to call my mum, but she wouldn’t come. This was when I realized I’m still inside the dream.
Fortunately, I managed to wake up though I would be so damn tired.
It’s been so long since the last time I go to that room. That room is used by my cousin now. I don’t know if he ever feels any negative presence there, but if yes, probably he wouldn’t want to talk about it anyway.
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