Sophie Esinberg’s POV
“You’ve made friends here.” Dany chirped. I snapped my head in his direction his face showed annoyed expressions.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“That Raymond guy, he’s schools badass isn’t he?”
“Oh- Ray, yeah he is. We’re just friends Dany, we don’t hang out and stuff.” I replied. I did not understand why am I giving explanations to him? I mean all these years, he wasn’t there with me. He probably didn’t even know how antisocial my life is. He wasn’t there when I use to sit alone in class or in the break time. I had no one then.
“That I can see” he replied sarcastically.
“Anyways, there are two days left until the submission and I don’t think after that Ray will even think about talking to me.”Though I don’t want this to happen. All my senior school years I’ve been a loner and finally I found a friend, well I guess so, why would I lose him?
Then we went into a deep silence. Dany was driving me home, actually, he was invited to the dinner tonight by mom. Believe me when I was thirteen my mom use to love him more than me. I hated him for that. Dany and I were inseparable back then.
Every morning dad used to drive us to school. The worst part was he use to come even before I was awake and most of the time he was the one to wake me up.
Believe me when I say the WORST part I actually mean those words in the capital. He always did some weird things to wake me. When we were ten he applied some makeup to my doll and when he was trying to wake me up and I refused, he jerked me a little and my eyes shot open and the first thing I saw my doll was looking like Annabelle at the doll was looking at me with this ghostly look I shouted and almost jumped six feet over. While Dany was standing behind me howling.
Wait. There is more. When we were fourteen he once placed some water balloons on my mattress and then he pushed me aside while I was sleeping, I found myself soaked in chilling water. That was hell, I got down with cold and Dany was apologizing whole day long.
Hah. I like that.
My thoughts came to a halt while we pulled away in front of my house.
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I was having a fair sleep.
In my dream, I felt something tickling me on my foot. I bought my foot close to my chest and circled myself still sleeping.
Again, tickling in my ear. It’s like when someone tickles you with a feather or crumpled piece of tissue paper. I got the exact feeling. I shrugged and shifted a bit showing my back to whosoever was tickling me.
Even in dreams, I can’t get a good amount of sleep. What the hell.
Sometimes what we do in our dreams is actually what is doing in the real world. Right? When we see something haunted our eyes automatically opens with fear even when it was our dream.
The same thing happened to me. I didn’t know that I was making those movements actually.
Again tickling.
I shifted again. I finally decided to flip my towards the corner once and that’s what I did in my dream. THUD.
“Ouch, ouch ouch-” I realized I fell on my butt while sleeping and my elbow strike on the floor making me groan in pain.
I started rubbing my elbow. Ouch, it hurts.
“Ohh.. Shit. I’m so sorry Kim” I looked up to find Dany standing with a piece of crumpled tissue paper in his hand.
Wait. This means it wasn’t a dream.