I'm walking as fast as I can to reach home. I don't go anywhere after class, whenever someone asks me out I decline it. And I won't be shocked if the campus calls me weird, crazy or anything they want to say. I just want to go home and see my parents.
I was almost at home when I heard someone shouting inside our house. I ran fast and as I stepped on my foot in the front door I saw my mom in blood and my father with a KNIFE!?
MOOMMMM!!!!
DAAADDDD??!!!
Dad? What are you doing? Why are you holding that knife? What did you do to mom?
It's okay Elyze, I am fine.
No, Mom!!
It's not oo-kk-aay. I always wonder why I have the same dream again and again and that you too are in blood and I cannot believe that it is a sign, a warning for me. And what I can't believe even more is that you Da-aa-dd?
Wh-hh-yy?! WHY?!
Why did you do that?
It's okay Anak. We are okay, you don't have to worry.
What are you saying it's okay, that I don't have to worry, are gone crazy dad?
We understand it Elyze!
I love you Elyze, anak.
I love you nak.
MOOOM???
DAAAD?
"Hey! Miss wake up!"
"Where am I?"
"You're sleeping for an hour, your in the library."
"Huh? Library? When did I get in here?
Shit! It's already six pm.
Im packing my books as fast as I can and ran as quick as I can. My feet is shaking and I'm all wet because of the sweat but I don't care I need to go home, I need to see my parents. I don't like my dream. It might be a sign or a WARNING.