Chapter nine the dream
The plane starts going down, we are going to crash, suddenly I hear a loud bang and it burns like fire in my leg. Then I stand outside the plan, with burning plane-pieces all around. Mom, dad and my little brother Jonas stands in the middle of the plane- wreck and I can see in their eyes that they´re blaming me.
I sat up in my bed and screamed, It now had been almost two weeks since that night I ran away, and I haven´t had any nightmares since then, but my luck was about to drop out.
I can hear running footsteps from the hallway, and Mike´s opening the door.
"Emma?" He says "Are you awake?"
"Yes" I say and look at him.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asks and I nodded. Then he came, sitting on my bed.
"I keep having the same dream," I said "Over and over again. It starts in the plane, when we are going down, then I hear a loud bang, and stand outside a plane wreck, with burning plane-pieces all around me. My family stands in the middle of the wreck and I can see in their eyes that they´re blaming me."
"Blaming you for what?" Mike asked.
"Just before the plane crashed," I said "I got a seizure. An air-hostess that survived the crash told me that, they´d tried to force my father to sit down, but he didn´t wanna leave me, and on the chair that dad would have sat in, there were no damage. Then if he had sat down, he would have survived. And when he fell, when the plane crashed, he fell on my brother Jonas, and broke a couple of his ribs. Jonas got a kind of bleeding because of that and that´s why he died. "
"Now I want you to listen to me very carefully" Mike said "That your dad and Jonas died, was absolutely not your fault. It just happened."
"But…" I said try to convince him about my opinion.
"No buts" he said. "You got a seizure, and that´s not your fault. Your dad chose to stand up during the crash, and that´s not your fault either. It was not your fault."
The tears came streaming down my face, and I couldn´t stop them, even though I tried.
I cried, again.
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can´t replace