IT IS JUST A DREAM
Chapter 1 :
Brian woke up on the day of his birthday feeling sick. His brain seems to be pounding on his head struggling to get out. His head is going to explode any minute. He had a dream that somehow makes him nervous yet couldn't remember what the dream was. Thinking of the dream makes his head hurts even more.
His alarm had beeped ten minutes after he woke up. When he looked out the window, it was snowing. Excitedly, he turned on the radio which is just beside his bed. He listened for a few minutes and a smile grew on his face.
THERE IS NO SCHOOL TODAY!
A great relieve for Brian. If he did go to school today, he might faint. He snuggled under his velvet blanket, opened the TV tried hard to fall asleep again but couldn't.
Brian had decided to get up and have some fun to forget about the headache. They do say if you forget it, you won't feel it.
He went down the hall way into the bathroom. Brian splashed some cold water on his face to be completely awake. When he finally opened his eyes wide, he stood still, shocked at the face on the mirror. He saw another person standing behind him. The person looks familiar and yet he does not know this person.
He was scared but acted like it was nothing. When he turned around, the figure disappeared. He might be seeing thing because of his headache or it might be the real thing. To make sure that he was just seeing thing, he looked at the mirror again. This time, the figure is no longer there.
He ran downstairs into the kitchen. Brian's mom, Martha was just finish making breakfast. She saw Brian's face and knew something was wrong. Brian's face was pale and Martha took Brian's temperature.
"You ain't going anywhere today honey. Your body is burning hot. Wait for me upstairs will ya?"
Brian walked up the stair, back to his bed almost fainting. He thought about the person he saw earlier and wondered where he saw him before. Although he saw the face and he knew that he did, he tried to reason with it. He was too scared to admit that the person was real. For now, he wasn't sure whether what he saw earlier was a person or a ghost. Due to the fact that it disappeared in a minute, Brian would call it a ghost.
His mom came in with her famous chicken soup. The soup isn't actually famous but everyone in the neighborhood liked it. Brian is famished and quickly ate the soup. He did not care even if the soup was boiling hot. He felt the soup ran down his throat and somewhat felt better.
Questions concerning what had happened in the bathroom clouded his head. He was worried that someone or something is after him and is trying to hunt him down. He decided to ask his mom a few questions.
" Mom?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"Do you believe in paranormal activities?"
"Well honey, I've never believe so myself. They do say that spirits walk around everywhere not knowing that they were dead"
This was not the exactly the response that Brian wanted. He was getting more worried than he was before.
"Oh… okay mommy thank-you for the delicious chicken soup"
Brian is frightened and is trying to forget all that had happened by changing the subject. Martha is worried about Brian and tried to make Brian feel better.
"What's wrong honey? Is everything alright?"
"I'm alright mom; I think I'll go to sleep. My head hurts"
"Sweet dreams honey."
Something that Brian doesn't know, it will not be a sweet dream. It will be rather a nightmare. Yes that day had been the worst day for Brian. It seems that no one remembers that it was his birthday, not even himself.