Eliys (+18)

NIGHTMARE

Alone at night in a heatless forest. The trees seem to scream, with the help of the wind.

I'm running madly left and right. Breathless, exhausted, afraid, alone, foggy, misty, muffled, dark... The old woman appeared before me. The same looks on my right and left, they look at my face, their dull faces with blood-filled eyes...
"Eliys!, Eliys!, Eliys!!!"

I woke up suddenly out of breath. I wiped my sweat with my hands and pulled my hair back from the wetness that was sticking to my face. Again a painful feeling in my neck. I touched my hand to my neck and realized that my wound was bleeding again. I immediately got out of bed and went to the bathroom, took the towel and wiped my neck. While I was thinking that I was scratching my neck in my sleep with the effect of the dream, I lifted my head and noticed someone behind me in the mirror. A girl with no eyes and blood on her face. I thought I was drowning. I turned my back in horror. Closing my eyes, I muttered to myself that this is a nightmare. I looked in the mirror again. There it is, yes it is there. Head down and motionless... I want to scream, I can't scream like a nightmare until I lose consciousness from fear...

When I came to my senses, I realized that I had spent the whole night in the bathroom unconscious on the mat. I slowly got up and touched my neck in the first panic. I noticed that my wound was closing by scabbing. I kept thinking about the nightmare I had. I was so scared. This time it was very realistic. It was one of my constant nightmares that didn't make sense... I gathered myself, washed my face and left the house.

I just couldn't give myself to the job. I thought about what I had been through all day and night. I was scared, very much. I was thinking of one more thing. That man was never out of my mind. It filled my whole being. Why did he kiss me? From where? My heart flutters every time I think about it? Who was it? Will I ever see him again?

This is how my days went. Between home and work.

One day, while I was working in the restaurant, my eye caught the door for a moment, there was a strange rush. The manager and other staff members were rushing towards the door. I was trying to understand what was going on. What should I see, oh my God!, the man I saw that night came to the restaurant. I couldn't believe my eyes. So I froze. It was clear from the monarchy at the door that he was someone important. He walked in with slow steps, again drawing all the attention on himself, his confident and relaxed demeanor fascinated. The manager, walking fast in front of him, said: "Here you go, sir" and showed the most elegant table of the place. The manager pulled the chair for her to sit. around the staff. He sat down heavily at the table, placing one hand on the table and the other on his knee. He looked around and said something to the principal, and I was still out of breath. I had to show myself to him, I wonder if he remembers me? I walked over to the table right next to him, I had to get him to see me at eye level. Yes, he did, but just like that, he didn't remember me. I was very upset. Of course he doesn't know, stupid, who are you? I said to myself. I went to the kitchen, while the girls were talking among themselves, I listened to them, polishing the forks in my hand. They were talking about him:

"What is Mr. Tuğrul doing here? I can not believe, he is really so handsome."

I was listening silently, I went to them. Who is Mr. Tuğrul?

The girl looked at me and said: "Are you from Martian or something.? My daughter, have you ever seen a famous businessman somewhere?" He said that he was "Tuğrul Akman".

Yes, everyone knew but me. Again, I went to the restaurant section to see him a little more. He hadn't placed an order yet, he was looking at something with his phone in hand. I was very upset that he did not remember me. My shift was almost over, I had to leave. But I was prolonging the work for all kinds of excuses. He lifted his head from the phone and gestured to the manager. The manager immediately rushed to his side. He gestured with two fingers. The manager stuck out his ear and said something to her. It's like saying "Come on" with a light pat or two on the cheek. The manager stood up, looked around in surprise and stuck with me. He came to me and he said:
" Mr. Tuğrul wants you to take his order."
I looked at her: "Me?"
"Yes, let's run!! "