Chapter Three
Who is this woman in my dream?
"Good morning mom, dad." I greeted as I make my way downstairs. Mom and dad smiled and greeted back.
"Morning," Jonnhy too greeted, in his sleepy voice. "I didn't have a good sleep last night."
"Well, we better prepare breakfast to cheer you up. Your dad and I will prepare the breakfast, you two, go in the dining room and wait for the food." Mom said then walked towards the Kitchen.
Jonnhy and I went to the dinning room then sat on the chair, waiting patiently and silently.
"Sis…" Jonnhy started.
"Yeah?"
"Do you remember what I said? The one that I can't sleep?" He asked.
"So?"
"I didn't get enough sleep last night because I was thinking about that Erick. He seems familiar. I know I have seen his name and face on a newspaper. I think there's something that isn't ordinary about him." Jonnhy explained.
"No there isn't. I don't think so Jonnhy. Are you just disappointed about him, becoming my boyfriend, because I won't play with you again like we mostly do?" I asked rubbing his back.
"No, but I'm just worrie-"
"No. Stop worrying. Erick is kind." I interrupted, trying to sound calm. Right now, he was really getting into my nerves. But he don't usually get into my nerves.
"I did warn you." He said, frowning.
"You did." I said.
Then Mom and dad entered the room, holding some plates and pots.
"Let me help you dad, mom." I offered then carried one of the serving dishes they were carrying.
"Thanks." Dad said as he sat beside mom. "Let's eat."
There were some spaghetti, some corn soup and some toasted bread. Yummy!
"Katrina, are you sure your okay with Erick?" mom asked while putting some butter on her toasted bread. "I mean, are you sure he's not just making fun of your feelings?"
"Of course not mom!" I answered giggling. "I know he loves me."
"Just remember Katrina, if he hurt you or your feelings, he'll pay." Dad chimed in jokily.
"No. I'm sure he's true for his feelings." I said.
Jonnhy silently eat his spaghetti, frowning.
I ignore him and think about what I have just said.
No. I'm sure he's true for his feelings…
We'll see about that. We'll see, we'll see….
"Katrina, I'm sorry. We can't go out tonight. It's…getting pretty late." Erick said at me, at the phone.
"But it's still early. It's just six o'clock in the evening, right? It's still early." I said, looking at our wall clock.
"No, Katrina, I'm really sorry but I can't." He insisted. "Sorry."
"No that's okay." I said.
"Katrina, supper!" my mom called on me.
"Erick, did your parents agree for me, being your girlfriend?" I asked Erick, ignoring mom.
"Haven't I told you?"
"What?"
"That my parents have died in a plane crash?" Erick said.
"Oh, I heard a news back there at 1985, that a plane crash, cause by engine trouble, I heard a couple died. Can that be it?"
"Yes. That is. You have a great memory." He praised.
"Thanks, Erick."
"Hello, earth to Miss Maria Katrina, supper is ready!" mom called again, impatiently.
"Oh, Erick, I've got to go. My mom is calling me for supper. Bye." I said then hung up the phone. I quickly rushed to the kitchen.
"Let's eat!"
Mom served Pasta, corn soup and chicken. We got a nice supper this evening.
"Goodnight mom and dad." I said, peeking at my parents bedroom.
"Sweet dream, honey." They replied back.
I made my way upstairs, walking slowly towards my bedroom. I change into my night gown, then jumped on my bed. I was really sleepy, that's why it didn't took long before I slept….
It was dark.
I can't really see anything.
Where am I? I asked myself. In my dream? That's right! I am in my dream! But why is it black? My dream is black? Weird! Totally weird. Why can't I see anything around?
I remembered what my grandma, told me: "…if you're having a nightmare, just pray and try to move your body.." she said.
I tried to move body then prayed. To my surprise, I was still in my weird dream! What's happening to me? I began crying and screaming frantically. But no sound came out. Then light replaces black. Then smoke filled my dream. Few seconds later, the smoke formed into a young lady, about 19 to 20 years old!
She was very beautiful. She had black hair that reaches down her shoulder. She got a pair of ocean blue eyes. She wore a silver ring on her finger and she wore a long white gown down to her feet. She wore a smile on her lips but her expression is sad. Then I realize she is floating towards me! I cried and cried and cried. Worse is, cuts began to appear on her neck, wrist and forehead. Who are you? I tried to ask. But I was too afraid that she might bring me with her in heaven. I shook my head trying to wake myself up.
The young lady's smile faded. Her expression really sad. Then she held my hands gently. I began calming when I realize she wasn't gonna do anything bad to me. Thank God! Then her lips began to say a word.
'Message' she said.
Message? What is it? What could be the thing she really wanted to say?
Author's Note:
Well, what can you say? Thanks for those who supported me, and corrected my mistakes on this story. I'll try my best to improve this storie. I'm sorry if this story isn't good enough for you to imagine it. Please give me advice and review. Thank you very much.