A Nightmarish Dream
"Brother! Brother, speak to me!" I heard someone scream.
He seemed to be in pain. I opened my eyes and searched wildly for the source of the cries. My eyes locked onto a blonde haired boy with pained dull gold eyes. He was missing his leg. I wanted to cry out to the familiar looking boy, to tell him to go to Granny, but I couldn't speak. I rasped instead. I began to panic. Why couldn't I speak? I found I could move my arm, but it looked wrong. Black and dripping. And horrifyingly skinny. It made me want to scream, but I couldn't. Suddenly, I felt like I was being pulled out of my body. A ripping pain that was unbearable. But it was short lived. I landed in a white abyss, in front of a black gate. A voice told me, "Good Luck." In a menacing tone. The ripping feeling came back, but it felt softer, as if I was being pulled away gently. I felt myself being stuffed into a new body. I opened my eyes to see the boy from earlier, except without a leg now. I cried out. "Brother! No!" I scooped him up with ease, surprisingly, and ran. I ran into the white nothingness again, this time, I was my old self. I felt a presence near, and whirled around to see a black outline of a person. "You fool. Destroying his life like that. You'll have to live with the guilt. Now and forever!" It yelled demonically, laughing hysterically. I was scared, and backed away quickly, coming into contact with someone. Me. Except, he seemed different. He was the one missing the arm and leg.. My eyes bulged with recognition.
I screamed at the top of my lungs, jolting out of bed. Someone was at my side in a instant.
"Brother? What's wrong?!" He asked, seeing apparent panic on my face. I shook my head.
"Nothing to worry about Al. Just a nightmare. Just a nightmare.." I muttered, shaking my head, trying to get the images that had gone through my mind out. I blinked a couple of times and yawned. "Today's another day. Lets go get your body back." I said, determinedly. Al sighed, then laughed. "Let's have breakfast first." I nodded, then headed downstairs for another happy breakfast with my brother, who I was happy to have with me everyday.