Weeks past but one evening, I closed early from work cause I planned on going grocery shopping.
I made sure I finished from work early and indulged in some much needed self care, I bought some personal items that had almost finished at home, it was part of my budget that month, i cooked my favorite meal, ate but still had some leftovers.
"guess I made to much thinking that I could finish, I thought of calling yoo woo over to come eat but what did I think of my self it was already late, I cleaned the table and put the leftover in the fridge, went to the room reviewed some documents and prepared for a restful night sleep.
As I layed on bed I drifted off, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing "I wish to be complete," I whispered, my life feeling boring yet familiar, like a worn out shoe.
That was when I saw her, a beautiful lady with long white hair and in a pretty white dress standing in front of a towering mirror, The room was shrouded in darkness, but she radiated a majestic glow with her beauty.
There was a distance between us I wanted to get even more closer but it seemed like I was still on my bed but was not my room, I got up from the bed.
As I walked closer my eyes went down to her hands, it seemed like she was holding something but what ever that was in her hands were blurry, but as I drew even closer, I saw she held a teddy bear in one hand and a blood soaked knife in the other, Her eyes, black as coal, flowed with tears as she gazed at me.
While staring at each other her eyes turned red,I felt no fear but a little sadness, I decided to talk to her.
"Are you okay?" I asked, searching for answers in her red-rimmed eyes.
Suddenly, she grasped my arms then smiled at me,her smile gleaming like a child reunited with her favourite lost treasure,
"I... I have been waiting for you," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she smiled wildly, she was indeed a beauty.
"I have been waiting for you" she said, her hands trembling as she grasped my arms.
Her grip was tight and I struggled to free myself, it didn't feel like she was letting go any time soon and it was getting harder to bear, "Do you always squeeze someone's arms when they try to offer help? That hurts!" i said as I tried to free myself.
I then looked around, I realized I had no idea where I was, i only remember trying to fall asleep, The black tears streaming down her face didn't seem to scare me a bit non detract from her beauty "What is this place and who are you?" I asked as I looked around and then looked back at her with a questionable look.
She didn't stop smiling at me, her smile was unsettling and turned scary as if I was watching a psycho smile, a forced curve on her lips that didn't reach her eyes.
"Those questions are so basic, yet they hold a deep history, I can't answer the first question now, but I will give you an answer later, If you're curious, consider this my precious little jewel ,WE ARE ONE" she said, "A sweet sweet Dream Come True hehehe" she said and ended with an awkward laughter.
I smirked, "A dream come true? You call this a dream come true?, you standing in front of a weird mirror with a knife soaked in blood and a doll, black stuff pouring out of your eyes, and you call this...? A dream come true?" I said as I looked at her as if she was crazy.
Before I could continue, she interrupted me with the same eerie smile and said, "You are me, I am you, we are one simple".
Indeed not every beautiful person you see is normal.
I tried to process her words while looking at her in wonder,she most surely be sick in the head and it was interesting, I liked how I felt around her, more open, and the emptiness I had always felt was as if it had closed I also felt she would have known what have happened to be few weeks back with does strangers and occurrences but before I could ask any more questions related to them,my alarm clock pierced the air, jolting me back to reality.
The persistence of my alarm kept going, piercing through my eardrums like a relentless cry for attention, it was annoying, I was half awake trying my best to return to the pretty lady in my dreams i still had more questions,but to no avail, I couldn't get back to it or the so called place, I remembered her captivating smile, her beauty lingered in my mind, making it hard to shake off the allure of slumber, finally I stood up, dragging my exhausted body all the way to the bathroom.
As I stepped into the bathroom, the light above flickered to life, illuminating the white tiles and the empty space where a mirror should have been.
"why did I not ask her name?" I said, I knew it was just a dream but I could not help but think of it, "what a spiral of beauty.
"I really want one," I said to myself, I thought it was silly of me wanting a mirror, not as tall as the one in my dreams but at least I could see my feets.
Something in me was looking forward to a dream like that again, so I could see the beautiful lady.
Admitting the reason I thought of a mirror,It was not just about vanity, it was about starting the day with a reminder of my own presence.
Yes I was going to get a mirror, a big one.
My fingers ran through my tangled hair as the sound of the shower created a blissful melody, I was lost in thought, my hands ran through my body from my neck then tracing down to my hips, both my hands went up my chest, It was a gentle, intimate touch, a self indulgent that brought a fleeting sense of arousing and comfort.
I knew I was running late for work but I was willing to treat myself right. It had been months since I'd sexual intercourse with a man, and this solitary pleasure was my solace.
As I stood there, I couldn't help but think about the pretty lady in my dreams.