There was a little trail that leads to a willow tree on top of the hill. The winds push me forward telling me to 'Go'. The sky was a lavender color and the clouds were a white with little swirls of baby blue. There were little breezes that made the flowers dance and giggle. With every breath that I took, I smelled a faint hint of jasmine and honeysuckle. As I got to the top of the hill the aroma got stronger. The willow trees leaves where long enough to hide anyone. As I pushed through the leaves, stopped in my tracks and felt my breath caught in my throat. There stand before was a woman with straight golden blonde hair, bright ocean blue eyes, and small smile playing on her lips.
"Mom." I said in a whisper and I rushed into her open arms. We just stood there for a while as her arms tighten around my neck telling that's ok and I'm safe. Then she let go of me and just looked at me. She placed a piece of my hair behind my ear and wiped a tear away.
"My little bird please don't cry." She said. That made want to cry even more hearing my nickname flow out of her lips. She just grabbed my hand and pulled me to a bench that was placed near the trunk of the tree. She sat down and pat the empty space next to her signaling me to sit. Which I did and she held one of hands.
"My little bird look at me." I did what she said and looked at her.
"There is something coming my sweet little bird."
"What is coming?"
"Darkness." Was the last thing she said before the winds around us told us to leave it's not safe anymore. Then heavy smoke was everywhere. My lungs started to burn and the tree burst into flame. I tried to look for mom but I couldn't see her. Smoke was everywhere I looked and turned.
"MOM." I shouted as I fell to my knees the burning got worse and my breaths got shorter.
I woke up gasping for air as I held my hand over my heart. I slowly got out of my bed and took a long shower. Shocked on how real my dreams well more like nightmares are starting to feel. I put my clothes on and looked into the mirror. My wet hair now dry. I looked at my shirt it said teenage mess. Well that sums up on how I feel. Then I looked down at my arms and traced my fingers over my scars. Some of faded others you can still see because the cuts were deep.
"Willa come on we don't want to be late for school now do we?" Cassie shouted for the bottom of the stairs. I quickly slipped my shoes on, pulled on my cardigan to hide my scars, and grabbed my backpack and ran to the car. Classes went by slowly but I kept spacing out not really paying attention. I kept on replying what my mom said. What darkness? What is coming? I kept on wondering. Then the lunch bell rang making me jump and a couple of kids laugh. When I got to my table Nick, Adam, and Keila were already there. I sat down next to Adam. I started to fiddle with the sleeve of my cardigan. My thoughts were lost with what mom said.
"Willa?" I heard someone whisper in my ear that made me jump alittle. I turn to see it was Adam and he had his hand on my sleeve pulling it up slightly to see my some of my scars. He looked up to say something but I shook my head and pulled my arm away from him then looked away.
"Willa are you ok?" Keila asked.
"Hmm yeah I'm fine." I said with a little shrug.
"You don't seem like it." Nick said.
"I'm fine." I said again. Adam just looked at me.
"I had a weird dream last night." Keila said then I started drifted away into my thoughts only to be pulled back to reality.
"What about you Willa?" Nick said.
"Hmm what?"
"What types of dreams do you have?" he said.
"I don't have dreams, I have nightmares."