This is my first thriller short story that I started writing Halloween night, & finished just now. Inspired by Stephen kings thriller book. Its a lit long so, read it or skip it, its up to u. I HAD A DREAM Today is Sunday morning.I wake up with a weird feeling though I dont even know what it is. Maybe I didnt have my beauty sleep? I should have stopped reading books & staying up all night. 4 hours sleep isnt kind of my thing. I am in-a-relationship-with-sleep type of girl. Right now, I dont wanna leave my bed at all. I feel like if I left, terrible things will happen. Forget it. Actually, I always feel like this when Im wrapped around with my warm & comfortable blanket. I look for my phone without opening my eyes. But i cant find it anywhere. I sit up but still in drowsy mood. gotcha, I say out loud when I saw my phone laying on a Stephen kings book that I read last night before I fell asleep. Its digital clock is showing 6:41. Its time to get up & have breakfast. When I came down to the kitchen from my bedroom, mum is up like her usual self preparing breakfast in kitchen. Why didnt you get up & run today? You can slack because your dad isnt here. Or else, you are in big trouble, young lady, she says. She puts fried vermicelli in a plate & says I cant find Tomato ketchup bottle anywhere. Where did u put it? Find IT. Yes, maam! I say with a serious tone.then, I say Oh, mum, give me a break. I always hate getting up early & run in the awfully early mornings. Why waste my precious weekends mornings by running? Now, Im enjoying my freedom here while dad is away. While Im busy searching Tomato ketchup bottle, My little sister runs into the kitchen by singing (more like screaming) happy birthday song.stop it, it is supposed to sing at birthday party,not now! I shout. No, today is my birthday. I can sing it all day. Daddyll be back today with a very very big hello kitty. I had a dream yesterday, she says. She is ginning & acting like she is carrying her imaginary hello kitty . Haha! Very funny. Its just a stupid dream. Dad is on his business trip to Nay Pyi Taw. He wont be back till the end of this month. He already told you that, I say as though Im a teacher who exactly knows the answer. I look in the fridge where I always keep tomato ketchup bottle & even under the table. No sign of it at all. Aww! Sorry, sweetie. Yesterday, Our little kid had French fries while watching Garfield. So, the bottle must be in living room, mum says with an apologetic-but-not-really look. Kiddo, why did you left the bottle there? I ask to my little sister who is now sitting & playing with her food on her plate. She shrugs her shoulders as if to say I dunno. Im kinda pissed off. Its always about their little kid. Its never about me. When she does something wrong, its cute. When I do something wrong, its clumsy. Now, look at this!!! She left the bottle there & Im the one who got the blame. Today, will be worse because its her birthday. She is Apple of dads eyes. She is his little princess while Im a grown lady who is acting like a kid to him. For God sake, im just a teenager. But he always trains me hard. Stay fit! You are too lazy to be healthy. How has you become my daughter with this attitude? I heard him say vividly in my little own head. Stay fit??? Well die anyway. Why bother? Now, I have no doubt he will show up today with a huge hello kitty even if his businesss done or not. Because today is HIS princess birthday. Of course she will dream it, shes been asking for it before dads trip & dads promised her that hell buy it for sure & come back ASAP. I walk to living room & see the bottle beside the sofa. Then, the phone which is charging on the table rings. What the.... This phone ring almost gave me a heart attack. Its mum handphone. Mum, its yours, I shout. She yells back BUSY! You answer it & take the message for me. OK then. & I pick up the phone. Its an unknown number. I got weird feeling again. I start to feel like I SERIOUSLY dont need to know what the other side will say. Its just a wrong number. I reckon so. If I leave it, itll stop ringing. But it doesnt. Mum shouts from kitchen, what are you doing? Its still ringing!!! Then, I take a deep breath & say hello? The other side says back Hello? Just Hello & I knows it s my favorite uncle who is on trip with my dad. I feel alright. My uncle calls us because he wanna wish my little sister happy Birthday! Yep, Lay Lay! Should I go get our troublemaker? She would be bouncing with joy if you sing her birthday song I say with a as-a-matter-of-fact voice. At first there is no answer. Then, I hear whispering sounds. Like hes trying to talk but something is stopping him. I cant hear it clearly, & so shout what? Cant hear you! Connection sucks! I start being afraid. Then, I heard him say words like ur dad accident hospital! He is saying them while crying so it doesnt make sense but I know what happened. I SCREAM!!!!!!!!but no sound comes out. Then, I wake up sweating in bed. Its okay. Its just a dream! But its so crystal clear like I just watched a film. I reach for my phone which is laying exactly where I found in my dream. And it shows 6:41! What in hell is happening? Its just a coincidence. Then, I remember that they say if you tell your dreams they wont come true. Yes, thats it. If I tell mum about my dream, itll be just a dream! mum I call out & run down to kitchen. Mum, I had a dream, u know? I will tell you about it I say without pausing. Why didnt you get up & run today? You can slack because your dad isnt here. Or else, you are in big trouble, young lady, she says the same words like in my dream. I know, mum. From today, I will run everyday. First, hear me out! I says sincerely. Wow! Unbelievable. Really? Mum says but she doesnt look convinced. Stop saying nonsense & eat your breakfast. I made fried vermicelli. By the way, find me tomato ketchup bottle! She says. I cant even say a word & start feeling sick. Then, my little sister runs into the kitchen by singing happy Birthday Song. Everything is happening exactly like in my nightmare. No, it cant be real. I have to change something. I cant let it happen. So, if I dont talk to my little sister about her birthday or her hello kitty, something will change. HOPEFULLY! I keep searching the bottle everywhere in the kitchen. But in my head, a voice says its no use. You know where it is. Then,mum says, Aww! Sorry, sweetie. Yesterday, Our little kid had French fries while watching Garfield. So, the bottle must be in living room. I freeze where I am & stay still a while. And Im wishing desperately. I swear that Ill stay fit, that Ill run every morning, that Ill be a daughter that my dad is proud of, that I wont be jealous of my little sister again. After all, she is just a 7-years-old girl. She still needs our parents care, especially Dads. What about me? 19-years-old teenager may hate her parents, but its all talk. Then, I heard phone ring. I would cover my ears & scream if I could. But I failed. I take a look at my little sister & my mum. I will get it! I say calmly. I walk to living room & see ketchup bottle besides the sofa. I remove the charging & pick up mums hand phone. Then, I take a deep breath & say hello? The End
Posted on: Sun, 02 Nov 2014 09:14:58 +0000