The Rendezvous

Naniniwala ka ba na karamihan sa mga taong nakikita mo sa panaginip mo mga kaluluwa na? Since the day that I turned eighteen I keep having these dreams of people I barely know. Some lasts for three days but the longest is seven days. Each time is different from the others, there is this 5 year old kid who I used to play with until he didn't show up after three days, there is also an elderly who would tell me stories of her past who only lasted for two days, there are also some who are almost the same age as me who would only cry and shout in the corner of a dark room, they are the ones who tend to last for five days.

For two years every dream and person is different, different face, age, gender and a different story.

It's already midnight but here I am outside walking, it has been my routine, it is the only thing that keeps my mind at peace. Nakarating na ko sa harap ng bahay namin and the lights inside are still off, wala nang bago dito my parents are barely home kung nasa bahay man they would just pack some things and head out. My mom works at a hospital near our home and my dad is a business man, at a young age I have been used to this set up that it doesn't bother me anymore. I felt the sudden exhaustion the moment I stepped inside my room, I didn't even bother to turn on the lights. As my back hit my bed my mind automatically fell into a deep sleep.

I opened my eyes and what welcome me is complete darkness. I am fully aware that this is a dream I got this feeling of falling in a deep black endless hole. I can hear screams coming from all direction, all crying for help, all of a sudden blood started falling from the black sky. I just closed my eyes and let the moment pass, waiting for the morning to come and my dream to end.

Suddenly I felt something warm embracing my body. I opened my eyes and saw a boy the same age as me I think, I can't tell he was almost transparent for me to see. He just smiled at me and light starts forming, the scream starts fading, and the blood coming from the sky started to subdue. He held my hand and started running, I looked around as flowers and grass started growing from the spots where his feet would touch. I stare at his back admiring his light complexion and tall stature. He have this jet long black hair that touches his shoulder. Suddenly he stopped in front of a huge tree.

"Ang tagal kitang inintay." He said with a sincere tone.

"I don't know what you are talking about." I just replied. I never saw him just like those people I saw in my dreams before. Until this day I still doesn't know if these people really exist in real life that is why I would not let myself be attached to them.

"You don't need to understand, you just have to be by my side." I can see the fear in his eyes, what is it that he fears? It is the same fear as those people in my dreams have in their eyes. I just nodded. He didn't even gave me a second to act as he pressed his lips against mine.

"What was that?" My mind is still confused with what happened. I was catching my breath as I stand and went into the bathroom. I woke up much late than I used to, it was already 3:00 pm. I stare into my reflection, something is not the same. My skin suddenly became pale, my eyes is swollen as if I cried all night, and I look tired like I did not sleep at all. I went downstairs and I saw my mom in the kitchen, I was surprised with what I saw, she is on her phone while cooking and the surprising part is that she is smiling. For two years this will be the first time that I will see her smile. I stare at her and sudden pain hit me, it has been years since she started ignoring me, it starts when an accident happened which I am involve and I think it really affects her so much that is why I didn't bother her since then. It has been two years and I can still remember how she cried every night for months. I just woke up that day in the hospital and that is the only thing that I remember, since then I also stopped going to school. My dad also started going to business trips more that I can only see him once a month.

I watch as my mom walk in and out of rooms still talking to somebody. It didn't even last long and she was inside her car again heading to the hospital. This is how my life is and I already got used to it as I said. Without me even noticing it is already dark outside. I climb upstairs and lay on my bed. All I can hear is the clock ticking as I watch my room be shallowed with darkness.