An Encounter

I just had an intense argument with my parents that night. I mean, they need to stop trying to control every aspect of my life. I am 20, and I get that by this age at least say, 35% of my life should be together by now. I accept that it isn’t. I keep trying, but life doesn’t pan out for everyone the same way. My parents however, made it a point that they constantly remind me of all the things I successfully failed in. Parenting 101, I tell you!
I couldn’t sleep.  I’ve lost so much in my life of 20 years and after all how could I, after all the crap I’ve been hearing the whole day, with my parents constantly reminding me of my losses. I lay in bed, for an hour, two hours and to my relief, I finally felt drowsy. It was a chilly night and the window was open. I felt the strange need to look out, so I got out of bed. But I guess it was my mind playing tricks on me. I snuggled back in bed and I was just about to sleep. It was 2 AM, and I heard a knock at my door. “Funny, mom and dad are way past their bed time”, I think to myself.

I go up to open the door and…there’s a lady standing there. She’s young and so beautiful and has the faintest light emanating from her whole being. I feel fixated, I can’t take my eyes off her. It’s the 10^th night in a row that she’s come to meet me, it hurts every time. She wants to hurt me. The room has the faintest of breeze blow through it, giving me a shiver down my spine. Her faint touch seemed familiar yet so far away, something I need, that would destroy me. I felt myself falling. I couldn’t help but cry. The last thing I remember was her warm hug and then nothing. I think I finally made peace with my dead sister. The sister my mother murdered to save me.