4 The beginning of the dream
....Emma.....
That idiot who does think himself? He did even answer my question or mybe he just didn't give me a satisfying answer....
"Hey stop hugging the bed, and come down stairs to eat dinner would you" my mom said as she closes the door of my room behind her. She probably thinks I am a weird kid by now huh...
I didn't even eat anything since I return from school, and I didn't take lunch with me today. A common think do or not, to come to think about it I started this bad habits two years ago, and he came back from death.
My father works as a detective, and my mom is a art teacher in San Franklin College. My little brother, well he is 8 years old and as anxious as ever which is something that's entirely not in our family blood line. As for me I truly can't say, I sometimes find myself wearing a mask.
As a family we always eat on the same table, 'but is a normal think Emma' is that what you think now. It was not a like a rule until that 4 years ago... after Gape accident. After that it become a rule, and if someone says they want to eat along somewhere else, well mom will not even give them a dinner.
Knowing all I drag myself as best as I could, take my site on a around table, and start eating like always until questions starts flying at me...
"That boy how long have you known him?" Dad asks taking a piece of meat up to his mouth slowly. My dad is known for his love towards meat in this home, but the slow motion think after a question tells me that I am being watch.
He watches me, eagerly waiting for an answer. I take deep breath and take a sip a cold of water that had been resting in front of me for wile.
"Two years" I answer.
"He looks like..." my mom adds, but before she even finishes my little brother snatches the words from her like they are all in some kind of a competition questioning me.
"Like Gape right"? Gape.... I turn a cold eye towards obnoxious brother of mind, he looks away. It was as if I could hear him say " She is totally staring".
Honestly this household get really game of throne sometimes
I stood up from the table, and giving my thanks to mom for dinner "Yeah he is. I will be in my room." I take my leave.
I enter my room, and slam the door behind me, yet another annoying think about my family... Lately I started to notice how everyone started to give extra attention to me, as if I will do something stupid and now my little brother is on it as well.
I go take shower to calm myself, than change my cloth. I wonder what he is doing know? an unexpected feeling of wonder draws me to the window like always.
I stap up and opened the window of my room. After a moment the window that is across mind opens, and there he was Zack. We look at each other.
I wondering how he knew I was going to be... no this is just all just a coincidence. This is something I do when every I am angry or I am thinking I go to the window, any window.
Only one person knew I do this. Someone who is no longer with us.
"Emma..."
The urge to close the window washed over me and before I knew I was slamming it close, I then retired to bed without asking my self why I am doing this.
I lay their cursing my dame luck. Just when I started falling into sleep, a rain of questions took hold of me like always starting with "Why". Why does everyone and everything I see remind me of him. It was one of those nights, question nights.
The questions started shortly after the accident and they didn't stop. They kept on coming so I kept on asking. I kept on questioning faith and logic, my entire middle school life turned upside down until I met Zack on our high school entering ship. The luxury of questioning thinks faded away I felt that destiny was given me a second chance or maybe I am being delusional.
Yet when ever I see him a sense of convert Wash's all over me just like old days. I feel like something is strangling my heart when ever I make an eye contact with him, a sense of belongings... eh...what is this feeling.
...Zack...
What...what the heck, did she just slammed the window like, wow.
So this is what they call a coincidence, life is full of surprises. Oh you are confused now I see. Well sense I lost my memories, I lost the experience that came with it as well some times I don't understand some jokes.
after couple moments of standing on the window I pick up my laptop, and I start researching 'middle ages' the topic that is favourite by my teacher.
He says I am fortunate for I am will learn a lot doing this assignment, but of course if you ask me I tell you "Is a load of crap"
I need to have a general idea when I meet my him next or he will double my assignment, Sigh
"The Middle Ages or Medieval Period lasted from the 5th to the 15th century. It began with the fall of the Western Roman Empire and merged into the golden age of science and the Age of Discovery. The Middle Ages is the middle period of the three traditional divisions of Western history: classical antiquity, the medieval period, and the modern period" (Wikipedia)
This is to much for me I don't know what to do. Maybe I should just sleep is late anyway. I close the window close my laptop turn the lamp off then go to bed just like a good hard working student which I am not.
I had a feeling that tomorrow will be different then any other day....
Beginning of the dream
"Hey David who do you think this guy is?"
Someone says.
"He is wearing rather old clothing, you think he is a Commoner?"
Man can those people even leave me sleep on the weekend in peace? and I don't remember inviting boys over, so what is going on here? .
I try polling my blanket, but I couldn't find it 'what is going on?' I touch my surrounding It feels like I am sleeping on a ground I can feel the sand around me "Sand".
I open my eyes slowly. The first thing my eyes land on is two boys dressed in a medieval clothing, and one adult Who happens to have the same clothe " weird".
Wait is it Halloween already? How long have I been sleeping? I look around me I am in the middle of a jungle laying under a tree. The boys and the one adult have swords with them.
No it can't be Halloween yet,I site slowly. This must be some kind of costplay. Yeah those most be actors with.... I stop for a moment, I glance at my clothing it's the same as theirs " medieval costumes, no way".
But for some reason mind looked old and dirty, like what you see in movies and anime "An old commoner clothing"
"If this is a joke is not funny" I mumble to myself
"What is going on here" I ask ignorant about my situation.
"Good question, but I am sure you know the answer" One of the boys says as he places his sword close to my neck.
"Is so sharp... So real"
...Too real....
