Love is just a dream. Dreams are not reality?

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Dreams, they can be funny, romantic or thrilling. But what about real? Life would be just ideal wouldn’t it if these dreams, these desires were actually genuine? We could have whatever we want. However, what if the case was we didn’t want these dreams to be true but somehow these visions were slowly by degrees becoming reality, affecting our lives forever? This might seem bizarre but it can be true, like it was for a 17 year old just a few years back……………….

      “Samir, leave me alone you’re creeping me out,” screamed Catherine,

      “But I love you and I am not leaving you alone. I’ve done so much for you, bought you so many things, gave you all my heart, can’t you at least say you love me?” cried Samir.

      “Love you, how can I love you? Look at yourself. You, you don’t even have any friends for god’s sake. Just don’t come near me, ANYMORE!”

       “I don’t need any friends. When I have you, it is as if I have the whole world with me. I’ll do anything, just don’t leave me please.” Samir carried on crying, seeking for at least a gaze or a beautiful smile from his much-loved Catherine, hinting that she at least cared for him, but she didn’t look back, not once. She just carried on walking down the long and dusty street. Samir just stood there, still eager for her to look back. He stared and stared until she was finally out of sight. He turned back with tears still dropping from his gleaming eyes and walked on, heartbroken again. Yet, as he walked on, for some peculiar reason he started grinning, inconsolable on the inside, but in high spirits on the outside. Why?

      Samir arrived home an hour following the event, ran into his room and lunged straight into his bed. He didn’t know what he was doing wrong that made him such an outsider. His heart was aching and he could feel it, badly. He looked at the ceiling and mumbled many words to himself,

        “Why, why did you create me if I was to have no peace, why?”

 All of a sudden, Samir let out a deafening cry, his visions went hazy, his words went quieter and he fell into a serene sleep. Samir found himself in front of Catherine. In a deserted road with no one about.

          “You were in my mind from the first day my eyes set upon you; From then on I knew my love was true. Here you posed with your tender lips. Sweet enough to kiss, along with your beautiful figure, impossible to even miss. These were the words that were going through my head from the first time I met you, I still feel this passion within me, all I want is for you to feel the same,” said Samir in a sweet and sincere voice.

        “Feel the same for you, Samir you must be dreaming. How can I like you, I…I don’t even know what to say,” replied Catherine.

       “Just say you love me, you know you do!” shouted Samir in a forceful manner.

       “But I don’t, and wont, ever!” Catherine screamed taking a step back. Samir with each uttered word walked forward, grasping his fist harder and harder.

       “This just can’t be happening, after all I have said to you, after all I have done for you, can you not show me some respect!” Samir stopped walking when he was face to face with Catherine, her eyes within his eyes, and his breath within hers. Silence fell, as all you could hear was Catherine’s heart beating faster, faster and faster. All of a sudden, Samir leapt at Catherine throwing her to the floor, he got on top of her holding her face beneath the palm of his hand. Catherine tried to scream but all you could hear

*bheta: Indian word for son.

was mumbling, Samir caressed her all over before bringing out a cold silver dagger from his pocket,

     “If I can’t have you no one can,” saying that, he stabbed the dagger straight into her face. A thunderous scream was let out. Blood spurted onto his lips and he licked it straight off. Samir pulled the dagger out of Catherine’s deformed face, stabbed and twisted it within her chest. He then ripped off her upper clothes and engraved the shape of a heart onto her torso.

     “You broke mine. I just destroyed yours,” laughed Samir manically. He got off Catherine’s tortured body and walked on as if nothing had happened.

     

       “Samir, Samir bheta* you’re getting late for college get up, quick!” yelled Samir’s mum from downstairs. Samir opened his eyed dazzled by his visions from the previous night,

        “Ah crap, I’m late!”  Samir leaped out of his bed and ran into the bathroom. Whilst he brushed his teeth, he noticed a red stain just beside his lips. By this, he was taken back to his dream the night before. He wiped off the red stain with his finger and looked at it and muttered,

   “Weird, extremely odd.”   After cleaning himself, Samir quickly got changed and ran downstairs, as he took a quick bite and got ready to leave the house he heard his mum calling him from the lounge,

“Samir, come here quickly. Didn’t this girl used to go secondary with you?”

 “What girl mum, there were so many girls in my….” Samir stopped, bewildered by what he was seeing on the television. He could not say anything. Catherine the girl he had spoken to the day before was on TV…...dead, her face split in half and her heart pierced out of her body,

 “Samir, what could have happened to her, she was such a nice girl wasn’t she?” asked Samir’s mum. There was a brief moment of silence as she waited for an answer but that silence was broken by the slam of the door,

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 “That boy really needs to learn some manners, walking out of the house like that, who does he think he is?” Samir’s mum said in a very infuriated way.

       As Samir arrived at the gates of the college, he was in a horrendous state due to what he had seen on TV. The pictures that were shown were exactly like the ones he had seen in his dreams. Was it a coincidence or was it meant to be? As the final bell rang, to notify the start of college, Samir started rushing, as he wasn’t to be ...

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