WAS IT A DREAM?

 

It still gives me goosebumps whenever I think about it. It was a cold winter night, a full moon, and black clouds covered the night sky perfectly. The cold breeze brushed my skin. I was sitting on the swing, alone as usual. I like the peace of my loneliness. While I was drowning in my thoughts, the swing next to me caught my attention. When it had started swinging fast and a familiar song started playing somewhere.

As I was humming along with it, I felt I was being lifted into the air. The pressure on my neck increased and I felt almost impossible to breathe. I fell to the ground and the song stopped playing. I rushed to my house. And then the realization hit me. this song was a song of the cursed island no one had ever gone there out of fear of death but the brave ones who did take the challenge and went never came back.

 Legend says that this song was discovered by the survivor who managed to return from the island. He was severely injured when he returned with eyes as white as snow singing it till his last breath. They say this song’s lyrics are cursed if someone sings them it curses the dead and wakes them up again. Shivers ran down my spine thinking about the graveyard right around the corner of my house. I ran to find my parents and siblings but to my surprise. They were nowhere to be seen. I came upstairs and the clock struck exactly 4:45 am. My heart skipped several beats, my skin turned pale, my eyes widened, my knees felt gone and a small gasp left my shaking mouth at the sight in front of me. Five dead bodies hung from the ceiling, bloody red eyes shot open, green skin, and a look of fear could be seen on their faces. Without even thinking twice I ran outside not caring about the cursed song or graveyard.

I searched everywhere for my family but could not find them. I fell to my knees and finally broke down into tears. I felt the presence of someone but I failed to see anyone around. The song played again but this time with a familiar voice, the window became colder and something about the voice I felt didn’t make me feel good. My gut feeling told me to run back inside, so I did. The voice was stuck in my head. It felt as if it was following me. It drove me crazy!!! I woke up with cold sweats on my forehead, uneven breath, and a very dark fear. Thank God it was a dream! Or was it??? Nobody knows...?

Ayesha Ahmed IX-O