Saturday, March 17, 2007

It was like watching myself from 3rd-person view...I was in this foreign place to me...never been to it in my life...sort of like a park that's facing an ocean..surrounded by a decorated fence. We were 5 people...it was pitch black, you can only see faint shadows for our only source of light was this faint moonlight that made the objects slightly glow. Some girl comes out of a place I assumed to be a shop, drags one of 4 people with me and goes back inside, we didn't mind, we actually smiled as if we were waiting for it.

We were all standing, facing one side, speaking in light whispers. Then I notice that behind us, this guy wearing what seems to be a coat walks into the scene, everyone was giving him their backs except me, I was facing the other side. I couldn't really make out what he looked like or what was he wearing, but from the faint shadows, I've seen that he was holding a gun up to his face...sort of like, he was looking at it while walking to the ocean that was there...without saying a word, I take one of the 3 remaining people by the hand and start walking away slowly...and they didn't notice what was going on, but they just kept on talking in whispers...so, they see us walking, and they followed.. we come near a corner, we're about to turn at the corner but everything changes.

This time, It's only me, and we shift to 1st-person view... I hear a guy's scream...I figured it was the guy with the gun's voice. I guess I was just running looking for a place to hide. I came across a familiar room, I just got in through the door, but left it open, cause I figured that it would let out a sound if I closed the door....it was an empty room, so I had no choice but to hide behind the door...there was silence for a moment, but as I was going to the other side of the door, it made a creak sound...I was sure that the guy had heard me, he actually did, cause I heard him running, yelling like maniac. I was scared...I just closed my eyes and imagined that any minute now, the door is gonna be filled with bullet holes....

Next time I opened my eyes, I was facing my usual everyday window...lying on my bed...recalling what just happened, searching for the line that separates reality from fantasy.

Would that be a nightmare?

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

damm maha!
you never fail to make my eyes widen in utter fascination!
i can't tell you how much i enjoy reading everything you write...
i just adore your style, it's so smooth , it's like the words are flowing so easily from your heart in an unending stream .
even thought you said that this was a dream and that you didn't give it much thought while writing it and you just wanted to type it down before you forget it , i totally fell in love with it , the way you described it got me fantasizing..
it's you can't help it ! everything you write is deep and has alot of meanings even if you yourself can't see all of them, i think this is what defines a good writer from another..
keep the good stuff coming!

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