Stephanie Delgado

The Family Locket

“ I don’t know what you’re saying...What? Mom! Dad!” I punch and scream. Kicking at a translucent wall. They’re so calm. Pointing and mouthing words to me but I can’t hear them. “I need you! Please! I’m scared!” It all goes black. I don’t see them. I hear screams. Now I’m shaking crying under a tree. It feels so real. I feel so alone. I’m so cold my teeth chatter myself awake. Awake. Damn! I pinch myself. Hard. Yup, still here. Hell on Earth. Huffing and puffing I shove my pillow over my face to block the sun peeking through the window. I stretch and squirm both preparing for the day, as well as dreading my feet hitting the floor. It’s hard to do, but maybe if I squint my eyes hard enough I can fall back into it. I Used to be able to do that. Fall back into a dream. Sad the only thing I look forward to anymore is sleep. Even if it’s a nightmare. I’ve always been a furvent dreamer. Lately they feel more and more real.