BLOODY HOSTEL

"I woke up from my nightmare. It was a dreadful sight to behold even if it wasn't real. But since it was a dream, it looked so real. I tried all my best to catch my breath because the fear and scary creature was still in me. I thank God I woke up and I wasn't in the weird dream but it's still on my mind. Real fresh like I am in the dream. What would have been going on in my dream that wouldn't let me be even in reality? Where did I get it wrong that my dream had to be this scary, creepy and hair-raising?" Tom narrated to and asked himself as he ate his break fast.

This moment was meant to be his most happiest moment ever in his life since he would be resuming a new session in school. He is the type who likes school not because of the teaching but because of his friends and the number of people he would see and interact with since he is the only child of his single mother, but everything turned out to be a nightmare. The worst mightmare ever. This morning, Tom woke up in a different way compared to how every human does. He was sweating profusely, and tried hard to catch his breath but couldn't as he gasped for air. His heart beats faster like he was in a marathon. Could it be so? Even if it was a marathon, why was it deadly? And he never knew what he was chasing or who his competitors were. The first thing he did was to check his window like he was expecting to see something but it was just the slow hollo of a branch of the creepy tree behind his window hitting his window slightly. Fear gripped him at first because the shadow of the tree looked exactly like the shadow of the creature. He quickly touched his chest as a sign of relief after seeing that it was just his favourite tree which had always been there before his birth. He loved this tree because it was like his second home where he rest his head and play often with its branch. As he was about to sleep back he heard the same noise again. This time he was already covering his whole body with his blanket. He could see the image or rather, the shadow of the creature about to rip off his blanket so he screamed aloud but nobody came to his rescue. This was so real to him but as the monster (so would everyone refer an unknown) took off his blanket, Tom woke up. This was a dream in a dream.

HOW POSSIBLE? Tom wanted someone to explain that.

This is more like a mystery to him. He couldn't even eat his breakfast well as the food drops from his mouth and stained his supposed uniform because all his mind was about last night, THE MYSTERIOUS DREAM.

Mrs. Lucy, his mother, walked in with her plate of meal and she noticed the behaviour of her son, the way he was lost in thought and the manner in which he ate his food like he was abnormal, a person who drolls.

Tom snapped out of his thought in a quick multiple succession jerking as he heard his mother called his name. His mother must have called him a number of time as a way of bringing him back to life. She asked him severally of what was bothering him as he was too young to be thinking deep.

Well, just like every child would do, Tom wanted to spill everything out but couldn't as he remembered the words he heard, "I'm coming for you and whoever hears about me." The sentence flashed his mind as if on cue and this stopped his lips from saying the truth, so he concluded with, "It's nothing mum, I'm fine and ready for school." No child wants to put his or her loved one in a fearful and dreadful situation, not even Tom. But will tom be able to save his loved ones from this horrific situation? Would he be able to keep shut forever? Even he wanted to know this as she something like that cannot be hidden forever, and the fear would increase more and more because of his age. He was too small to have experienced such a dream but he needed to thank God for saving him and saving his mother from mourning.

Tom carefully packed his back and prepared for school. He did everything in a rush so he would get to school early. As he packed his books, he looked at his window which was in a normal position but fear still had a hold of him.

He hurriedly left his room wanting to cry because he was scared as the seeing of the tree only brought back the memory of his horrific dream back to his head.

"Why are you in a hurry, Tom. Won't you finish your food?" Tom's mother asked as she was busy with her laptop and that was her business.

"No mum, I'm not hungry. I'm okay with the little I've eaten." Tom said in a hurry and was about leaving but his mother stopped him with the her words, "Tom, wait! Come over her. You can tell about the thing troubling you. I am your mother, I will always help you and solve all your problems." Her words struck a chord in his heart. He began to cry within but held his tears from falling because of it does, definitely his mother would ask him desperately toll he spills out the truth.

Even as much as he wanted to let his mother know, he couldn't because it might come after her as well and he loved his mother so much. So will all children.

So, Tom shuts up and continued his journey to school after he replied negatively to all his mother's questions and requests.