I woke up at around 11:59am today then I remembered my dream the other night.
It was a dream but it felt so real. I was aware that I was half awake because I could see the spinning of my
electric fan's blades. I did not know what the time was but all I could remember was the rain pouring hard.
Half-awake and cold, I could hear someone opening our gates then proceeding to our main door
in the receiving area. It was all happening while I struggled to get the knife under my pillow. It was a struggle because I could feel my arms trembling by the thought of getting the weapon. The urge to get it was strong but for some weird reason, my body wouldn't cooperate. Maybe it was fear. But, how could it be fear if I was determined to rush in with the knife?
I was hearing steps and they were nearing my room's door. When the door opened I could not do anything. The trembling continued. Then, I just woke up. The rain was still pouring.