I died last night.
My murder was attempted twice by two different people,
Then finally the third endeavor was met with success.
The first murder was a venture by my father
While I lay in bed (the largest bed I had ever been in).
Lush white (Soon to be red) pillows surrounded me
And the passionate feeling of absolute terror completely enveloped me,
Until I was swimming in the fear.
He entered the room naked
Through a big medal door (the largest I had ever seen).
The door had seven locks with chains.
Each lock was painted red.
He approached the bed and whispered in my ear,
“I missed you.”
All at once my entire body started to ache,
The type of ache you get in the first stage of being sick.
With out realizing it, blood started seeping from the pores all over my stiff frozen self
Onto these lush white pillows (now red).
He left.

I woke. I fell asleep again.

The second attempt was by a Mexican man with a gun.
He was waiting for me in a house I had never seen before.
It was a big house (the biggest I had ever seen).
And it was white. Glowing, radiant white.
I looked through a small window in the front of the house
And there he stood.
Tall, black hair, black eyes, white shirt,
jeans, dark rough skin.
He wore a diamond ring on his left hand
(The biggest diamond I had ever seen).
He lifted a gun with his left hand, and shot me right below my right breast.
My white summer dress turned to a beautiful red gown
Which I thought I should wear to the next party I attend,
Possibly my birthday party.
The bullet did not hurt, it only stunned me.

I woke. I slept again.

I entered the nightmare in the same setting I had left it.
My beautiful red dress however had disappeared and I stood there naked.
My mom appeared in front of me.
Finally a comforting face.
She approached me with a smile
(The biggest smile I had ever seen her wear).
She opened her arms to hug me.
When I fell into her arms, I let go any emotion I had ever felt.
I was left with nothing but the present moment;
A hug with my mother.
She peeled herself off of me, turned, and walked away
Without even a look back; like she knew what she had just done.