She woke up feeling mesmerized. The feeling was genuine. It was more than just a thing. It was a memory that she couldn’t forget. Because the thing he just gave her before she left was a strange passionate kiss.
She caught his face, questioning her. Then he walked closer to her. She felt his hand reached her face. She closed her eyes when she saw his face nearing closer to her. Then she felt his lips touching the tip of her nose, and a little later, his lips went down her lips like a lion devouring his meat.
He paused and whispered in her ear. “This is the thing I wanted to give you before you leave. Remember me and I will live in your heart forever.”
She still remembers every second that happened to her earlier in her dream. She thought she couldn’t bring the thing into the real world but when she came to think of it, it was like it happened in reality that it can’t erase in her memory even though she had to wake up from the strangest dream she had.
She went back to the couch that she rested her body on when she went home from school. She gave herself another thought. That dream was absurd.
It wasn’t a thing from her past. It was her creation. Her mind is crazy over a man in her dream. This is not normal. She knows it because she’s studying human psychological behavior and this is not right.
She’s still needing a lot of therapy to progress from her childhood trauma. The trauma that she created when she dreamed of the boy in the past. She continued dreaming the same weird dream. But now, it was unbelievable that she also had the face of the man like the boy she dreamed of.
In normal cases of a dream, when a normal individual dreams of a person or character, a normal individual usually has seen or had known the character’s existence in reality.
But with her dream, she doesn’t even know the owner of the face she had been dreaming of. Reflecting on her thoughts, she came up with a solution. She has to find the owner of the face of the man in her dream.
“This sketch was like a picture of him. You are an expert in this job. Thank you very much, Mister. How much is this?”
“Twenty-five dollars is not much. Is he your boyfriend? You should take many pictures of him next time so that you’ll no longer have to pay dollars for it.”
“He is only a dream guy, honestly. I will search for him in this world.” She doesn’t care what the sketcher would think of her. She just answered him meaningfully and paid him.
She will start searching with this picture sketch of him. Thank goodness, the sketcher drew his face perfectly. He earned her respect for doing his job well.
She took a picture of the sketch and sent it to Jean with a caption that said, “I already have a picture of him. Can you help me find him?”
A minute later, she called her number.
“How did you? I mean, are you serious? Are you sure there is a guy like him in this world? He looks, perfect! I just couldn’t imagine that you could create a man like him in your dream.”
My best friend always sounds like she needs mental therapy, which means she always thinks of her as a crazy pathetic woman.
“Just because I am amazing. I believe sometimes, the mind is so powerful to create unusual things. So, would you rather help me find him?”
Jean has been quiet for a minute. She is mulling over her situation. She thought so.
“Jean! Are you there?” She called her attention as she was driving her car while talking to her on the phone.
“Yes, I’m just thinking of a solution to your case. But I think I need more time to figure it out. For now, let’s find him if you believe that he exists.”
She arrived home, bringing the portrait of the strange man in her dream. She looks at it again.
Jean is right. His facial features are so perfect. And his body has a shape like an epitome of a god of beauty and sexiness.
She is thinking twice now if this man exists in this world. But she remembers his kiss again. It was like he wanted her to find him in reality.
“Ugh, I’m so crazy!” she groaned without knowing that her mom was entering her room because she forgot to close it.
“Are you fine, sweetheart? Who is he? Anyway, you have a mysterious mail again.”
“Huh?” Her face looks like questioning and remembering the strange letter from before. She ignored her thoughts and just received the mail from her mom.
“This is just a picture sketch I’ve got from a friend, Mom.” She doesn’t know what her mother thinks of her, but she has to give her a reason to not ask any more questions about what is happening to her.
“Okay, sweetheart, if you say so. Your dad and I are flying to Thailand tomorrow. He has a business meeting and I will meet a long-time friend there.”
Well, there’s nothing new. They are always busy and always leave the house empty like no family is living here.
“Okay, Mom. Take care.” She just replied to her and did not ask any more questions. Their setup is always like this. Maybe that’s why she created a friend from her dream when she was young. They always leave her alone in this enormous house.
She gets back to thinking about the next step on how to find the owner of the face in the sketch. But she remembers suddenly the mysterious mail that her mom gave her.
She opened it and found a single petal of rose inside a greeting card. The greeting card only had a few words. It was like a quotation or maybe it is an excerpt of lines from such a poem.
She doesn’t understand the real definition but based on her understanding; it is about an adoration coming from a very affectionate person. And this letter she received came from Mr. Smith again.
“This is for you. I want to give you chocolate because you are the only one who enjoys playing with me.” A boy said and gave her a piece of chocolate candy. He has a sweet smile and a boyish look. She kissed him on his cheek and returned him the sweetest smile. She again remembered this moment in her childhood dream. When she thinks about it. It was just a nice dream. But why did she think of it as if it happened and why did her parents make a big deal out of it just because she had tantrums and bullied her nanny? She doesn’t understand the whole thing that happened in her childhood days. She had this feeling that there was something in her past that her parents and her doctor did not tell her. “You said the dream I had is peculiar from the other cases you were studying. What do you mean by that?” “Yes, it is. The boy in your childhood dream had a clear picture, as well as the man in your present dream. It’s somewhat unusual because your mind remembers clear pictures of your drea
“Where are we going, Mister?” She asked him when she noticed their way to nowhere. “So you decided to call me Mister, huh?” He ignored her question and just reacted like he remembered the last time she said to him about giving him a nickname. “Nope! Answer my question first, “Where are we going?” She again repeated her question while ignoring his statement. “I’m calling you Mister because you are so mysterious to even have a nickname. So, why bother?” But she still explained her undefined reason for the sake of his hypnotizing charm even though she feel unsatisfied with him. “We’re here.” He just smiled sweetly and ignored her annoyed expression. They stopped walking suddenly. She looked around the place and was amazed by nature's beauty. This place is just a paradise. She didn’t notice it at first because her eyes were staring at the man who had been holding her hand. “Where are we?” she asked again, but to herself only with a curious reaction. She explored herself in the place
“Hey, what are you staring at? Do I have something funny on my face?” She asked him when she noticed him staring at her face while smiling. “Did I tell you that, you’re so pretty? Um, I was just adoring your pretty face earlier. I was into you the first time I met you and until now, honestly.” He said straightforwardly, like a genuine man that knows how to flatter a woman. “I want to believe it, but you are just a dream. But thanks, anyway.” She felt kind of sad that she knows that this is not the reality. She is just only dreaming. “This is not a typical dream of yours, Cara. I’m really in your heart.” He said as he read her thoughts. She stared at him blankly and thinks again. She wants to be with him longer than she thinks about it and doesn’t want to wake up anymore. “Wake up and find me.” She suddenly stopped thinking and looked at him curiously as he replied in her thoughts again. Still not talking to him nor reacting to his words, she continued thinking. She stared away fro
She arrived at school and headed to her locker. She brought the flower that the little girl gave her. “That pretty flower might wilt if you put it inside your locker.” The guy who was wearing a cap and ripped jeans the other day, and now leaning beside her locker with his cap covering his face again had suddenly talked to her again with his nosy tongue. But when she’s about to react, he walked away fast before she gets to see his face. “Was he really the guy from last time?” She asked herself thinking twice as she thinks she remembers, he is the guy who offered her his cap when she was half asleep in the classroom. He’s still weird, she thought, he will see him again in her class today. She will surely see his face clearly later. She suddenly thought, what’s wrong with her? Those guys she had met around are all weird. The guy in her dream, Mr. Smith, and this guy earlier are all weird. Well, she’s still not meeting Mr. Smith, but he’s also a guy who’s messing her with his lette
He is the man in her thoughts? Is it possible or not? Crazily thinking, why would she dream of him? He just remembered the very first time she saw her at the park when one strange little girl convinced him to buy a flower for her. “Hey buddy, aren’t you asleep, or are you making wet dreams?” His roommate George woke him up from his senses. He grabbed his pillow and threw it directly into his roommate’s half-moon face to shut his mouth. “No, I’m just calculating my allowance for this month. You know, sort of need to budget my so great expenses.” He lied. Never in his mind to make a lot of expenses, he is a thrifty guy. He just made an excuse to fill his little green mind. Back to his wet dreams, he means girl dreams, he’s still thinking of the girl from the park. He just learned and had met her first in her class. He offered his cap to that girl when the last time he was seated in one Chemistry Class. He was bored and sleepy that day when he fell asleep in that classroom. And whe
Fuck! Where the hell he went? He pulled over his car as he went back to the university to find his little pet. When he found out where he was, he is already in the arms of someone. He was about to get him, but he realized it was she who held him in her arms while caressing his soft brown fur. This is not yet the time to show her his face. He stepped back and return to his car. He finally felt reassured. Chippy is in good hands. She will take care of him. However, he feels worried she can’t handle the naughtiness of his pet. ………. She heard a squeaky noise behind her car when she arrived at the parking lot. She suddenly flinched as she felt astounded while she was being paranoid at the thought of a stalker following her pace behind her back. When she was about to run back inside the building, she catches a little brown-colored poodle with his big hazelnut eyes in front of her licking her toes a
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“Hi, Cara, nice that you have a new friend now. He looks smart and sweet. Today, I feel like I want to meet you in person. However, I will give you more time to be ready. I will meet you the soonest.” Well, it’s nice if she will meet him as of this moment. After reading the letter, she immediately went out of her house to see if Mr. Smith was still outside. As he had the courage to send his letter through Choco. When she immediately went out of her house, she just realized she couldn’t see his face unless he showed himself in front of her. She was about to get back inside when she noticed unfamiliar faces outside. Some men in their neighborhood are moving things from a mobile truck. Maybe a new neighbor will move into their neighborhood today. She went back inside to avoid meeting their new neighbor as she hates being friendly to them. She is not a snub. Living a quiet life is just her hobby. Dingdong!!! “Cara! We have a visitor sweetie, get yourself down here!” Her mom called he