I opened my eyes not knowing what life has planned for me today. As I walked up in front of the mirror, I started to remember a little part of my dream from this morning. I was holding a paper a blank paper and not a single word was written on it, I could feel this is a dream, a nightmare but I was exaggerating on this fact. "Is this a meaning, why is it blank? And why it's in my hand?" I couldn't help but asked myself. The location can say to be the best for a nightmare. The windows have broken a door without a handle, dimmed lighted room, and opened almirah. Only I was present there with a blank paper, it looked like it had been kept covered for ages.
I'm a sixteen-year-old, high school girl. I am an introvert. When I was young I had no school friends nor a best friend. I was on my own that is why I was curious about how life works. I never wanted attention but, never have I ever wanted to be lonely.
It was like I was the only person at a deserted island and this also solve the fact that why I was alone in that scary room.
That room was nothing but my fear.
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Is it all a dream? (Completed)
Mystery / ThrillerWhat will you do if your fears can't let you escape? How will you fight? What if your nightmare helps you fight with your fear? Wouldn't it would have been so easy and nice if we all have someone to share our sadness even if it's just a small part...
