An Ancient Dream

02



"Evangilina!! Why do you still lie!? What did I ever do to deserve the way you have broken me!" She stood there with dark, wet and tangly hair in a living room I worked for years to furnish. Her bloodshot eyes stared at me as her smile began to rise. "Kai...I'm a treasure to your eyes. But I'm a parasite to your spirit. I feed from your greed and I flourish through your empty words of instruction to the people you call 'saved'!" Walking slowly and towards me she chuckled in satisfaction. "I am only what you wished I was. Take your eyes off and see who you really are. A reflection to your soul." The walls began to cave in. The roof was made of old memories and broken picture frames. They fell from the ceiling as photos floated gently to the trembling floor. One photo rested on my shoulder which was the time I had a first date with Evangilina. Inside of a small 'hole in the wall' cafe. A self portrait through a cell phone with aim so terrible that it cut off the left side of my face. Evangilina continued, "Do you remember? I don't. Nor do I care. But you won't get rid of me. Oh no...you must be mistaken if you believe that stupidity. 'I will always be in your heart.' Do you remember when I told you these words? I'm here to stay and everyone who knows you, will certainly know who I am!" I closed my eyes so hard my tears couldn't escape. Then I heard a scream. The voice of the person I cared most about. Instantly I fell to my knees. My strength left my weakened body and I couldn't even yell out her name. I saw her being held hostage with a knife to her back as Evangilina screamed, "THEY WILL ALL KNOW WHO I AM!" She prepared to thrust when I screamed, "NO THEY WON'T!!!!!"

My eyes were opened by the sound of thunder and rain beating against my window. Flashes of light would repeatedly light my room like the angered clouds were taking a photo shoot of the devastation they would shortly leave behind. My palms were sweaty and my heart was heavy. My veins were pulsing while short of breath. The clock read 3:25am and I've never been so wide awake. I've been having these recurring nightmares recently and if anything, it's really starting to annoy me because I had no idea why I had that dream specifically. It's funny, that ever since my Mother told me about this new guy named Russ, I've had the worst feeling about him. Something just didn't add up and I was afraid to find out the hard way. Maybe these dreams had something to do with it but why did have to do with me and an old memory? He seemed like a nice guy. But 'something' just really...bugged me. I was meeting my sister that same early morning so I went back to sleep. After all, it was just a dream...