Recurring dream

When I was 7 years old my parents were mysteriously murdered. The cops never knew who murdered my parents. They never got any clues who was behind it. After their dead my grandparents took me with them. I had no clue how my parents were dead but when I used to ask my grandma she told me always that they expired due to car accident.

Years and years passed away and my memories with my parents were faded away. Now 6 years passed away with the incident and now I am 13 years old but after reaching 13 my life was completely changed.

"You want to know the answer"; to readers

Its my dream; a recurring dream. After I reached 13 years every night I dream of surreal things that never occurred to me. The dream feels like real to me but in reality it was just a dream; a trivial thing. I kept quite for a while, I keep seeing that dream again and again. Always at night my body full of sweat feels like I can't wake up from the dream. I always screamed at night but my grandparents never noticed. One time they noticed at night, they ran to me and seeing me fragile, full of sweat they got scared.

My grandfather asked me, "What I dreamt that made you so weak"?

I stutteringly answered," I saw my mom and dad got stabbed by mysterious man". Hearing my answer my grandma and grandfather freeze for a moment. They never imagined that I will remember it. They cried in front of me and kept saying sorry how they didn't tell me about it. Listening to them I was stunned; never thought my dream was real. That night was really long for me and my grandparents.

The very next day we went to police station. At first they didn't believe but they they knew the fact that I was there when my parents were murdered. The cops called psychiatrist and he, Mr. Radisson kept asking me the detail of the incident.

I answered saying," That night was 1st November when we finished eating our diner, my dad was playing with me and mom was cleaning the kitchen and suddenly a mysterious man came through back door and he started to stabbed my dad with knife.(crying) And when mom sees my dad on the floor she shouted and that man came towards mom and killed her too. Now I felt like it was my turn, I peed on my pants and he came slowly near to me but fortunately our neighbor knocked and came to our house. He wanted to kill me but failed when our neighbor entered I then after fainted.

Everybody at the police station were thrilled by hearing me. They told me to give a detail about it and I gave the details too. I told my mom was wearing floral dress and my dad was wearing blue t-shirt. The detail matched and they asked me about what was that man looking like I said that he was wearing black outfit with a cat tattoo on his hand. It was unusual for me that someone got tattooed on the hand. So, I told them vividly about it.

By my information they caught the murderer. He was unknown to us; he was nobody to us. The cops asked the reason why he murdered them and he laughed and said," I was annoyed by their happy family. Every time when I walked across through this neighborhood I seem them happy not even any flaws in their relationship. Therefore I want to kill them because there is no happy family in this world." Listening to him I was devastated he just killed my family because he saw happiness that he never got to have. He was unloved child so is that valid reason for him to kill my family. I controlled my anger but when he saw me crying he laughed loudly saying I should have killed him too. He told me I was the main reason that he should get my parents killed.

He got life sentence then and I was happy and sad at a same time. With out any fault my parents got brutally murdered. What was the reason finally? Because he was not loved and his parents never loved him that's was the reason. I wanted him to get hanged but laws were laws. Even he got sentenced he got to live but what about my parents; they never got to live. They never got to see their princess grow, they never got to see my first boyfriend, they never got to see my graduation. It was mixed feeling but I hope my parents are happy as they got finally justice.

But the night when he was sentence I had a dream of my parents. They were crying and happy at the same time. The god was good to them so they got an opportunity to meet me. I was really happy to see my mom and dad. I hope I never woke up from the dream but my mom said to me that I should live my life of both mom and dad. I said I am sorry that I was the reason they got killed by some crazy men. They consolidated me and said," it was never you the reason was that man. That man was jealous of us he want us to kill not you. He want you to be failed child. But my child you should be strong and brave". And they went far from me when I woke I cried. My eyes were swollen that even my grandparents noticed me.

After that day onwards I never dreamed that dream. My life was not usual as before but it slowly slowly I got to adjust. I then never had the same dream not even I dreamt of my parents. They hoped me to be free from the crime that I never did. They want me to be happy and now I dream only those thing that I want to have.