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I woke in a cold sweat.

Clothes and hair sticking to my body, it felt disgusting. I couldn't remember everything that happened in my dream. I just remember this one part that has been haunting me ever since the day of the accident. It has been around 7 years but it just wouldn't let me go. I heard noises from outside, making me frantically move my head as I looked around. I swung my legs out of bed, moving towards my window that was slightly left open, causing the  curtains to vigorously float in the wind

Strange.

I swear I had closed it before sleeping.

I pushed it closed and decided to take a shower even tho it was the middle of the night.

I felt disgusting and I wouldn't fall back asleep like this.

I pulled out some suitable clothes from my closet and went to open the door,tapping through the icy corridor. When I reached my bathroom I straight away turned on the heater, lingering there for a few minutes in hope it would warm me at least a little before stripping.

The mirror already fogged up as the water was steaming.

I like it that way.

That slight burning sensation made me feel alive. It was either that or freezing water but since it was nearing winter I would leave that for the summer again.

I stepped inside and the water turned my whole body pink in just a few seconds. I relaxed for a while. Muscles that I hadn't realised were actually aching calmed and made me feel stress free. When the burning slowly subsided and the water began getting colder I washed myself in my favourite vanilla shampoos and shower gel before drying myself with the fluffy towels.

I had a slight obsession with vanilla. Everything I  own has to have some sort of vanilla scent. My shampoos, conditioner, shower gel and even that washing liquid thing that makes ur clothes all soft. I didn't know why but it has always been like that. Except one time when I started to like cinnamon but then did go back to vanilla after all.

It was something that made me feel home.

My teeth chartered as I slipped on my clothes. It was the middle of the night and I was showering. Wasn't that a smart idea. I was sure that there were minus degrees outside and let me tell you. It did not feel nice whatsoever.

I tiptoe back to my room,crawling under my bed covers. The feeling was almost euphoric. Almost... and so I drifted off to sleep once more.

 This time my dream didn't make me wake in a cold sweat. However it did make me think, deeply. Dreams like these weren't rare. To be honest they were quite usual. I always dreamt about my parents and about how they supposedly died but this time I couldn't help but have this weird feeling...

I didn't know what it was and I couldn't put a finger on it but it was something like....

Betrayal.

It made me believe that for the past 9 years of my life all I was told were lies. From now onwards I made it obligatory to myself to find the truth.

It was a dream after all so I shouldn't  put my head into it so deeply but... there was something about it I couldn't shake off....

I groaned and pulled the covers off my body after glancing over at the clock on my small nightstand. I looked into the small mirror on the door of my closet and looked at myself.

My hair sticking up into all different kind of directions.

I scrunched up my nose in disgust and changed into something more presentable. Which in my opinion was a pair of black jeans, black t shirt and my beloved oversized red hoodie. It was what ppl knew me for...as well as other things...

I brushed my fingers through my hair, trying to tame it the slightest but it wouldn't stay in place so I gave up and put the hood on my head. At least majority of it was now hidden.

I went downstairs and checked on my grandma that was still sound asleep so I placed a gentle kiss on her cheek and left the house. Opening the shed to take out my skateboard. Me and my grandma lived on a hill in the middle of the forest. It was a strange place to live but I had never questioned my grandma. I walked down the stony path and jumped on my board. This way it was faster if I didn't take my skateboard it would take me About ten minutes more to get to the bus station. From there I took the school bus to school. It was scary. I hated going to school but who could blame me? Didn't everyone?.

The bus stopped and the anxiety welling up in my body started to become unbearable. I tried to calm down and slowly get off the bus but as soon as I slipped through it's doors all eyes were on me, whispering ugly things matching the ugly looks they had on their faces. I swallowed and began to take small steps. Midway it started to happen again. My head started pounding and I doubled over. My stomach turning itself upside down and my body temperature rapidly increased. I wheezed as I emptied out the contents of my stomach onto the floor. People scurrying away after filming and taking pictures but not a single soul bothered to come to me and help me. The sudden heatwave was over and complete darkness took over my vision.

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