A Visit From Past Wound

The dream was here again after another boring week had passed for her in Berkeley Moore. She woke up, startled as she sat on the bed, staring at nothing. Why would this dream come at her after all this while?

She had stopped having this dream until recently, and it had only been for a few nights, but it was back again and she still doesn’t know how she would chase it away.

When the dream had started, she had confided in her brother who had only laughed it off and later told their parents about it. They had told her to deal with it, and she had suffered in silence every night until she went to college and she was able to work three jobs just to stay in school and go to a therapist. It was true that she had gone to college on scholarship, but it hadn’t been enough to cover everything, only her tuition had been paid for, but every other amenity like books and hostel had been paid for by her as soon as she got her jobs. She had made sure that she wasn’t buried alive in student loans, so