A vivid dream docx

I kept wishing that Aunt Mariam would not tell Mom that I had been to the huge, old house down the hill.. thinking of Mom cooing softly down at my born baby brother and then turning shar

A vivid dream

A vivid dream

I could not sleep I kept remembering about the awful

fright I had had that day I kept wishing that Aunt Mariam

would not tell Mom that I had been to the huge, old house

down the hill

I remembered walking down the winding path through the

thick woods, hot tears streaming down my cheeks I kept

thinking of Mom cooing softly down at my born baby

brother and then turning sharply to scold me for forgetting

to do my chores The rain drops from the drizzle washed

my tears The ground was already wet as it had rained

earlier I slipped many times as I made my way through

the winding track to the huge, burnt house

I was panting by the time I reached the front gate of the

house It stood like an empty sheel, black and burnt from

that fire long ago There was an eerie silence about the

place secluded from all sides by tall menacing trees Only

my heart throbbed away as I recalled the village children

telling tales of the house being haunted by a girl and her

brother who had died in the fire

It was very dark inside I groped around for a while to get

used to the dark The place smelt of dampness and

mildew I stood in the middle of the massive, empty hall

and stared at the dusty ruin and decay that had gathered

The place was full of dark, shadowed corners covered with

cobwebs I noticed that the left wing of the house was

untouched by the fire I made my way lightly through the

debris toward the left of the house

This room was surprisingly bright All around there were oil

painted canvasses, some hung, others covered with white

sheets I uncovered one to find a water color painting of a

girl of about my age, standing pensively, grinning widely

by a fountain It was the sad, wistful look in those

expressive eyes that held my attention for a long while

Then carefully I covered it I was about to uncover another

when a dark shadow crossed the room

I looked up sharply in the dim light Holding my breath I

moved back slowly without turning around I almost

expected a vampire to come out among the shadows

There it was again, huge black wings flapped towards me,

screeding loudly I lifted my sweaty palms to cover my

eyes, swung myself around and cowered on the floor

Lightning flashed into the dimness of the room, thunder

cracked through the walls I got up slowly Something

must have hit my head when I swung around There was

an awful lump at the side of my head; it throbbed painfully

Outside it was raining heavily and the wind howled loudly

There was something else too I smelt something strange

It was smoke!

The house was on fire again From inside the room I could

see tongues of red flares I looked around desperately

Lightning flashed again Then before me was a rocking

horse and a cot on fire I stood there not knowing what to

do Then the fire went out

Before me was the burnt remains of the cot and as I

gazed, I was horrified to see what looked like the charred

remains of a baby boy, black and lifeless

I sat up, breathing hard, clutching my blanket Looking

around the familiar sights, I sprang out of bed to my

parents’ bedroom There he was, my baby brother

sleeping soundly; but my parents were not there I still

smelt smoke and heard fire crackling I walked into the

living room and there it was – the fire

Across the road, the shop-houses were on fire I stood

there, clutching my mother’s hand watching the firemen do

battle with the blazing monster for a long while Then my

mom carried me back to bed and tucked me into bed

again