12 Dream

That night everything was getting in place.The reason I was here,and the night I met the witch Catherine the real one.She was called evil for a reason.

«Where am I»I said looking around,I was in a place where all I could see was white,completely white.

«You're with me»a voice said,I looked behind me and there was Catherine's soul.

«What am I doing here»

«Accept your fate as me»She said.

I was raging mad at her.I was here because of her and I know it has to be her.

«Accept fate you say,do you even know How it is to wake up in strange place knowing no one,I tried adapting to this new world»I stopped tears where at my eyes,I felt soffucated and found it hard to breathe «I acted as if I were all fine but I wasn't,I WAS IN FUCKING DENIAL ALL THE TIME,I THOUGHT I COULD LIVE PEACEFULLY AWAY FROM ALL THE PAIN AND TEARS»I calmed down taking deep breaths but the big stone in my chest wouldn't go away «but then again even in a world like this I got tricked and pained»

«I am sorry and all but you should just accept the fate as Catherine»she said,sarsatically.I had reached my limit.

«I am not Catherine,I am MARI JAMES and your fate is yours and my fate is mine and from now on I will show everyone that and make them accept Me as MARI JAMES»I was hoping what I said was true and that my fate truly was mine.

«You have to know you can't change fate and you're here to relive as Catherine Don weasley and the fate that was written for her» she said calmly looking in my eyes,something that made me feel she was saying I had no choice.It was echoing in my ears as I sat up from my sleep position.

It was even Harder to breathe and I was crying,I needed to breath so I walked to the balcony in the room searching for fresh air that could make Me feel better in any way and as I was looking at the thing that always remained the same,The moon,Never did I think I be so grateful for something I always see.I wish I was grateful for everything around me and appreaciated it everyday.

Someone was looking at Mari feeling regret guilt and sadness.

It was a beatiful night,the sun has just closed it's eyes and the moon is given room to breathe dark blues and stretch light through clouds,Silver dust Falling upon her face,caressing her puffy swollen eyes and exaggerating her light brown skin,All he sees are her blue-green eyes staring at the hopeful stars.

'Just what is she thinking'