Sleeping Reality

The worst feeling in the world is waking up knowing its again Monday morning. Well, not maybe for everyone but for someone who doesn’t have anyone to talk to or anyone to share her feelings and emotions with, it is the worst. Don’t get me wrong, I love learning, the smell of books, the sound of pen writing in papers, I’m weird yeah, your’e right! I inhaled deeply while still laying on bed realizing how alone I am. I want to make friends, really. But I don’t know how and in my 20 years of experience, I still don’t have the guts to do so. I slowly got up from my bed and opened my long white curtains that covered my huge glass windows. The peeking warm sunlight that passes through the leaves of the trees outside touches my soft skin, I closed my eyes and tried to shut all my worries out. “ Sweetie! Breakfast is ready”. Nuna shouted from the kitchen. I smiled while my eyes were still closed, that was Nuna, the only family I have. My parents died in a car accident when I was 8 years old. I was left in my grandmothers place after the incident. Nuna is the sweetest grandmother on earth. “ Coming!”  I shouted back while I hurriedly come out of my room. I was greeted with the smell of pancake, freshly brewed coffee and fried egg. I hurriedly eat may breakfast as I lost track on time daydreaming, “holly cow! I’m late Nuna!”  I almost got choked as I swallowed the egg without chewing. I ran towards my room and got ready for school. I put on my black jeans and white shirt with weird logo of a monster from I don’t know what movie and stormed out of my room. I looked at the clock and it was 46 minutes past 7 in the morning, school was a 15 minute walk from here so great, I might be late for Monday. “ Gotta go Nuna, I’ll be back at 2 ” I said after kissing her cheek. “ Take good care of yourself sweetie, and hoping you can find some company now. Make friends sweetie, I will not forever be here” she said with hopeful eyes and a slight smile. I don’t have the time to do this conversation with her now, I’ll be late. I just smiled and left the house.            I was 1 minute late but the teacher luckily is still not around, but as expected, the room was filled with students and my seat was the only place with no one sitting. I entered with my head bowed down and my bag on my chest. I didn’t see my way as I accidentally bumped into someone. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you coming” a girl with short curled  brown hair said. I readjust my bag “I-I am so sorry, its my fault don’t worry” I replied while my head still bowed. The good thing about being in college is that mean girls are not around. “ I am new here, we just moved last week, I’m Alexa by the way” she said smiling and looking intently on me, if stares can kill, I may have a big hole on my body now. “ I’m Len, Hi” I replied almost short breathed as I moved towards my seat. The teacher came and discussed for the rest of the period.            I was on my way out when someone gently grab my arms and saw it was Alexa. “ where will you eat? Can I join you?”  I nervously removed her hands from my arms and pointed towards the nearby café. “ You’re seemed really interesting Len, you reminds me of myself ” Alexa said while looking on the road ahead. “ what do you mean?” I asked with a confused look.  “I was bullied when I was still in high school, for being alone, anti social and for not talking too much, you know, for being someone who’s different from them” she said with a sarcastic smirk. “ I felt like, when you talked to me you just gave off that same aura when I was like back then” I nodded as a response. “ If you ever needed someone to talk to, just feel free to reach out. I can be your friend you know.” I was speechless with her words. For people who never knew the feeling of loneliness, you might think I’m overreacting. “ Thanks, I mean-that means a lot” I half smiled while we are in line to order.            My subjects went fastly during this afternoon, sadly Alexa was not with me in my economics subject, sucks to be me I know. Everyone has already left the room and it’s a bit dark today. Will it rain? I gathered all my stuffs and went out the room when suddenly the heavy rain poured. I ran towards the nearest store for some shade, my bag and notebook were all soaked wet. I think I needed to buy new ones tomorrow. I decided to walk in the rain to get home. I love rain only when my things are on safe place. Rain reminds me of calmness, it reminds me that nature can have bad emotions as well. It also reminds me that this time, I was not the only person alone. I didn’t realize I was almost on my home, I walked-run towards the house when I noticed it was locked and the lights were off. I grabbed the doorknob and realized it was locked. I searched my keys on my bag but it wasn’t there, I must have left it in my room this morning. The way for me to enter the house is through the tree that is almost connected to my room. I didn’t think much of it and I unmindfully climbed the tree. I opened my unlocked window and threw my stuffs inside just as when a very strong lightning strike. I immediately washed myself in the bathroom for me not to catch colds. I put on my sweatshirt and pajamas, while drying my hair, I noticed that it was too sunny outside. Wait what? Did it stop raining? I brushed my hair and walked towards our main door as I heard unfamiliar noises outside. I opened our door and I was so shocked and confused to see the seashore outside and a few people  swimming. I was living in the middle of the city, seashore was supposed to me miles away from us. I swallowed the lump in my throat, my palms were sweating. Am I dreaming? I pinched myself and confirmed I’m not, I walked towards the shore and I felt the sand on my feet. No, this is not real, what’s happening? Where am I?