Day One
I awoke from a midday nap, only to see a white enchanting spirit before my eyes.
Turns out this spirit was as beautiful as the sun gazing in your eyes on a warm Monday morning.
He looked at me, still not a word spoken, and sat at the edge of my bed.
I never understood why in that moment I didn't fear. I mean most would cry in fear.
No, but I was familiar with this being as if I knew him already. As if the first time meeting him was the last time... No,.. more as if this was the beginning of a new time we were meeting before.
He kept staring at me, his hair was long, but only to his shoulders. Eyes as deep brown as fire. He slid a strand behind his ear and looked down at the floor. What was going on in his mind I thought.
Why was he here, and what did he want to say?
Just then at that moment, a siren went off. It was the fire alarm. I didn't jump or flinch, I just looked towards the door.
When I looked back... He was gone.
