Hope

It's like everything is in slow motion. Everything slowly coming to a stop. I can feel his soul slipping away when I look deep into those beautiful grey eyes. His eyes telling me all there is to say. Everything his mouth couldn't say was said through his eyes. As I look deeper. He finally breathed a last statement and then he closed his eyes. As if it seemed his death. Light as bright as the sun shone so bright, blinding and burning everything shown on, I could feel myself disintegrating, before.... "No!!!..." I screamed awake. Sitting up abruptly; breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath. I held my necklace in my hand as I try to catch my breath. It was glowing again. I just needed a moment or maybe more than that but I finally caught my breath. I could feel icky sticky sweat running from my head down my beautiful neck and back, sliding in between my boobs. I sighed and finally got up from my huge and comfortable bed and walked barefoot to my in built bathroom, the floor being cool to my feet. My mind keep going back to that dream. I still don't understand why I keep on having the same dream over and over. At first I thought it was just some random dream and my necklace glowed because it felt my heavy emotions, but that is not the case now, I keep on having the same dream over and over now. After my 30 minutes of me just standing under the shower. I dried myself up and towel dried my hair. I got myself ready at around 3am in the morning. I put my robe on and got myself breakfast. Perks of living alone in a huge house. I can have whatever I want for breakfast. I got my ice cream and stuffed done lollipops in my bag. After some fulfilling breakfast.....Alone...I decided to call my best friend in the whole wide world. Rose. She is currently back in her homeland, Nigeria ( She is a Nigerian). She went home for some "urgent" family meeting. She has been gone for three weeks now and she will be back two days from now. Early in the morning like around 9:00am. She is the only one who knows about my necklace and my dreams and all other weird stuff happening in my life. I can't remember my life, that means I can't remember anything about my life, I don't even know my age, All I know is that my parents left me this huge house and loads and loads of money and some other inheritances that i know nothing about. My house kinda looks antique, Like a fine house from hundreds of years before but since it has been like that, I managed to touch up some things in it so it won't look like some haunted house with weird antiques things. Anyways, Rose picked up my call on the second ring. "Hey ooo poppy" I rolled my eyes at that name. I still hate that name. "You really need to stop calling me that" I told her unimpressed. "okay.........Hoppy" I looked at her through the camera and purses my lips kinda speechless and annoyed. "Why are you calling me at this time, I am very sure it is going to be a few minutes to 4 in the morning right now". Rose asked me. "I couldn't sleep" I answered. "You had that dream again, didn't you?" She looked at as she asked, sorry depending in her eyes, Worry for me. "You really need to look into that your house". "But there really is nothing strange about this house, just some weird antiques" "Didn't you say that there was a locked room in the house and that you couldn't get it to open. You need to get that door open, maybe it got all your answers" Rose suggested. "uh.. Now that you've mentioned it, I will go check it out, Now". I told her. "Won't you go to school?" Rose asked . "I am not going anywhere till you come back" I told her stubbornly. "I know you can't do anything without me, you just love me too much" Rose said in a baby voice and I rolled my eyes at that. We said our goodbyes and finally hung up after talking about random things. I stood from my kitchen counter then turned to go upstairs. Going to the door that seems to not want to open. Thank you....❤ First chapter after changing things a lot