She looked at me with eyes full of fear. I still felt the room trembling under my feet. "What did you do?" she ask, with the fear still rushing through her eyes. I'm also scared, because I didn't what I did. She takes a few steps back, like if she safer when she standing further from me. I walk slowly in her direction, trying not to scare her, but it isn't working. "Stay away from me you creep!" She takes some more steps back. "I'm not a creep, I also don't know what just happened." I feel a tear on my cheek. I grab her arm, I want her to believe me. She won't believe, I can see it in her eyes. She lets out a scream and she runs down.
I wake up, the sweat is dripping from my face. This dream, or actually memory, haunts me since it happened. I can't remember it good, but the dream is all clear. It was 10 years ago, I was 5. I was playing with a friend and we got into a fight. It was just some kind of fight you get when you're that age. This time things got out of hand. In some kind of way, I got angrier than normal. After that, all her stuff began to move and the ground was trembling. Caused by shock my anger just disappeared immediately and everything stopped moving, but it already was too late. I still don't know what happened that day. When I asked my mother something about it, she said she didn't know what happened. She said we just had a big fantasy. I just feel there's more, she's hiding something for me. Well, I probably shouldn't worry that much about it. I fall back onto my pillow. Since it's just 3 o'clock I can get some more sleep.
