Not Just A Dream

One day, when we were traveling back from our vacation we saw a huge and beautiful mansion on our way home. We could not stop talking about it. Tomorrow was the reopening day of my school, so, I slept early.

The next morning, when I opened my eyes, the ceiling looked different. When I realized where I was, I could not believe that I was inside a big mansion. It was totally dark inside with just a small candle, which was about to extinguish, was on the table beside me.

I got outside the bed, and walked forward, suddenly the candle extinguished as someone blew the flame away. I got so terrified that I ran just to bang with an object.

When I was conscious again, I was in a totally different room, tied to a chair. I tried to escape but I was not able to. I don't know how but the ropes vanished and I ran out of the room, entering into a long hallway. I could see the stairs about a foot away. When I started running towards them, so that I can escape from here, the stairs appeared to move away and within a few seconds, it was far away from my eyesight. I could just see darkness around me.

Suddenly, there were lights all over the mansion and the dark hallway had turned into a decorated and lively spot with lots of people dancing around. The dark and ruined mansion was converted into a mystical place. A girl dragged me to dance and I got lost between them.

I felt like something scratched on my hand and it hurt a lot so I turned to see. Suddenly a woman dancing beside me started to turn into a zombie. I got terribly scared and started running away from her. I saw a room in front of me, and to save myself ran inside the room and locked the door. I knew that I could not remain safe inside for a longer time. I could hear many stumbled banging on the door. I could see a vent door opening. I somehow climbed up the vent just in time when the door slammed open.

I crawled forward in the vent not knowing where I was going for a few minutes but I think a screw was loose because I could hear a crumbling voice and suddenly the vent opened and I fell down in the basement. I could hear the door of a shelf banging itself. I ran towards the door and started calling for help.

I thought to myself that there was no one who could come to help me here. So I gathered all the courage and strength I had and moved towards the shelf when suddenly a cat jumped on my face. I got too scared and dropped down to my feet when a girl held my hand and started dragging me. I had no option than following her. She dragged me to a room. She went outside and locked me inside.

I could hear heavy breathing behind my back when I turned to see, there stood a huge shadow figure. I got terribly scared and fainted.

When I opened my eyes I was sleeping on my bed in my own room and my mother was scolding me to get up or else I would be late on the first day of my school. Now I felt so relieved that it was just a childish dream.

When I got down for breakfast, my mother exclaimed by looking at my hand that when did I got hurt on my hand. When I looked at my hand there was a big scar on my right hand. I started to remember when did I got hurt when I remembered that in my dream something scratched in the same place where I had the scar. That scene passed through my mind and I jumped out from the chair.

Now, I believed that it was not just a 'DREAM'.