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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Mystery
- Subject: Mystery
- Published: 08/31/2020
He's there, standing on the sidewalk, waiting to cross the street, I see him and I can't believe he's here, I haven't seen him for thirteen years, and yet I've never stopped missing him.
"For God's sake see me" I think.
I try to cross the street, but the traffic light changes and millions of cars pass, he keeps waiting, I move everywhere trying to cross, but every time there are more cars, and more and more, suddenly, I see him next to me, he is there , looking at the street, waiting for the moment to pass.
"Thank goodness you're here" I say.
He turns around and sees me, smiles at me, that smile that I had fallen in love with, takes a step forward, and .....
Suddenly, we are at our house, he was in the bathroom and comes out, I wanted to talk to him about something, but he ignored me, I got angry, I yelled at him, he tried to explain me, but I didn't want to listen, I didn't want anything, I just did. I loved him, I run to the kitchen and take out a knife, I go back to my room, he is traumatized, he stays there and I ...
Me...
We go back to the street, he backs away, as if the memory haunts him, runs and leaves.
"No no no,"
But he's gone.
"MICHAEL" I shout in a melancholy voice.
I'm in my bed, alone, the blanket is rolled up like a snake between my legs, and I'm sweating, a lot, but he's by my side, if he's by my side, that's the important thing, he's still here, he's asleep, but it's here.
It was only a dream.
In love with a ghost.(Agata Montoya)
He's there, standing on the sidewalk, waiting to cross the street, I see him and I can't believe he's here, I haven't seen him for thirteen years, and yet I've never stopped missing him.
"For God's sake see me" I think.
I try to cross the street, but the traffic light changes and millions of cars pass, he keeps waiting, I move everywhere trying to cross, but every time there are more cars, and more and more, suddenly, I see him next to me, he is there , looking at the street, waiting for the moment to pass.
"Thank goodness you're here" I say.
He turns around and sees me, smiles at me, that smile that I had fallen in love with, takes a step forward, and .....
Suddenly, we are at our house, he was in the bathroom and comes out, I wanted to talk to him about something, but he ignored me, I got angry, I yelled at him, he tried to explain me, but I didn't want to listen, I didn't want anything, I just did. I loved him, I run to the kitchen and take out a knife, I go back to my room, he is traumatized, he stays there and I ...
Me...
We go back to the street, he backs away, as if the memory haunts him, runs and leaves.
"No no no,"
But he's gone.
"MICHAEL" I shout in a melancholy voice.
I'm in my bed, alone, the blanket is rolled up like a snake between my legs, and I'm sweating, a lot, but he's by my side, if he's by my side, that's the important thing, he's still here, he's asleep, but it's here.
It was only a dream.
Pratik
09/09/2020Oh my! How much I love stories like this! I'll love to read more stories like this one, from you. If you ever write a story related to this one, please inform me.
I am glad that he's still alive. But what if it's still a dream...
If you like this genre then you should watch the movie 'Inception'.
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