No escape from the nightmares

I felt an intense sense of longing. It was a familiar feeling.

My heart aches so much from longing that I felt I will be ripped to shreds. My heart

kept wanting to run into the figures arms. Embrace him and say sorry but... Who is he? Why do I feel such intense emotions

for him? Suddenly I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. It was not out of fear

or intimidation it was... relief… I somehow

know that he won't hurt me ever. But how do I know that? I should be scared, I should

be thinking of a way to escape but all I could want was to be captured by that alluring

figure. His dark brown eyes were so dark that it almost looked like black, his pale

yet clear face with his lush red lips ( I know it's too vivid but pardon me!) Looked

so attractive. As if I was being pulled into him, his dark black hair looked, as

if it was sucking in all the darkness and his two beautiful red horns... what the heck! He has horns! Why does he have horns?

He isn't a human? Is this one of those dreams? But how could my imagination be so beautiful? Wait, why am I thinking about him? A damned weird ghost just now tried

to attack me!! It tried to attack me? Why me though ? Did I get cursed? Did I get

cursed because I called my sister idiot? Is she really a witch? I knew she was a

witch!

Leti – Leticia, damn it Leticia ! Wake up!

Huh who is Leticia I think to myself but all my thoughts fade

away when I see that pale yet alluring face so close to my lips. He called me Leticia

. I wonder if he mixed me up with someone else.

Wait, what happened to the ghost? I asked him and he sighed.

What was there to sigh about?

When I peeked behind him, I saw the ghastly lady crumble and turn into ashes, but there was something strange… she was relieved. She looked so happy yet so …sad. A tear rolled her eyes just before she

completely disappeared into thin air...

 why do I feel as if something

too dear to me was taken away just now? I pushed back my absurd thoughts to ask

some damned questions from the oh-so-handsome-pale-figure.

But he was gone… seriously?

It's not good manners though!

I heard my family and my best friend barge into my room with worry lacing their faces. I was completely out of sleep paralysis by now. I jumped

out my bed and hugged my family. As much as I tried to play it cool, I was in reality

very much scared. My hands still trembled from events but my heart beat fast because

of some unpleasant reasons.

In the end, everyone concluded that it was nothing but a dream, but I know it was not!

I see him almost every night, he sits in the corner of my bedroom, not in a creepy way, but as if it was his way of protecting me. His head always dunk down and was always tired.

I wonder who he is? Why is he protecting me? And why don't I find everything absurd or scary? So many unanswered questions…....