A crack in this castle of glass
Lightnings flashed my sight. Cold rain poured down on me. I blinked, trying to catch my breath. Then I stopped in my tracks, looking left and right not knowing which way to go. My mind was spinning, shouting at me. Faster! Hurry up! Before it´s too late.
To late for what? What made me running in this pouring rain, not feeling anything anymore other than the piercing cold in my limbs. I tried to swallow, only to find my throat hurting and dry. My feet moved on their own, walking faster with every step untill I was running again.
Something was wrong here, terribly wrong. It felt like a vicious circle with no escaping. Like I´m running never reaching my goal. Goal? Again I was blinded by an lightning, it made me stumble lost in my tracks.
Not knowing where to hold on to I fell. I hit the ground hard. The impact nearly pressed all the air out of my lungs, leaving me behind, heavy breathing. My hand moved to my throat, grabbing it unconsciously to make it work properly. The rain got heavier making me feel like drowning. I tried to stand up, but my legs wouldn't move anymore. A numb feeling crawled from my feets up to my arms. I begun to panic, tried to struggle against the overcoming numbness, against the feeling of suffocating. Tears welled up, flowed down my cheeks and became one with the raindrops. Fear overhelmed me, I tried to scream but nothing left my mouth. Again something flashed me. A lightning? But it wasn't a lightning. I looked to the left, where the light came from. It looked familiar, something that I had known. I couldn't´t think straight anymore panic and fear fogging my mind. The only thing in mind I could catch was my fear of those lights. From looking into the lights my eyes started to hurt but I couldn´t look away. A headache greeted me. Then - there. A clue what it was. My eyes widden. The moment I realized what it was, my whole stiffened. And in the same moment I heard the yowling motor of the car as the lights dashed in my direction, not caring who was in their way.
I opened my eyes and shot up from my bed, cold sweat running down my face. Silence. Silence filled my room, my ears. Nothing was there, no rain, no car. A knot in my chest made realise that I was holding my breath. I slowly breathed in and out trying to be quietly as possible. On an impulse I moved my legs only to let out a sigh of relief. "Just a dream..." I lifted one of my hands not only to notice the it was trembling. "Just a silly dream..." I repeated with a slight smile as a feeling of nausea came over me. Nearly buckling with my trembling legs I rushed to the toilet with only one thought in my mind. Please don´t let Usagi-san find this out..
Why? I didn´t know it myself.
A long long time ago a girl wrote one story after another. But time went by, work piled up, and my storys lessed.
Now the girls tried to write again, doing the thing she loves so much. Her writing feather that once fell, was picked up again and even though she knew that she would have to start from the beginning by learning the grammar and the way to write english storys again , she did it.
Faintly at the beginning, but she´s going to improve in that and showing the poeple around her that she has the ability to write and make other poeple happy with her work.
Thank you for reading
To be continued...