SHE WILL LISTEN (34)

“Dad!” I cried as my eyes shot open, I could hear my heart beat loudly in the walls of my chest, fresh puffs of hot air left my lips as I felt my eyes sting, I felt like someone was banging heavily on my head and like every other time that I had woken up like this, I tried to curl into myself. But for some reason, I just, couldn’t.

I shut my eyes and tried to breathe and remind myself that everything would be okay, that it was just a nightmare and I would wake up soon, that all of this would be a lie but what I had just seen, it wasn’t like my other dreams or night terrors. This felt so real.

It felt like it was happening in front of my eyes and not many times I had watched my father die, this hurt differently. there was something different about this… about this new silhouette that made every inch of my skin burn with fear and horror, I tried to push away the thoughts and pressure that were building around me. I wanted to breathe, I needed to breathe. To do something. I needed to fi