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Let it be a dream
by
Sasha
I might look like a happy person" thought Jack finishing up his house
decorations for Halloween. And really his kids were playing beside a huge house,
his wife was right there beside him. Also Jack was a really good business man,
so he could afford to work two hours a day only. But Jack did not feel that he
is happy. His wife interrupted his daydream.
"So do you like it kids?" asked Jack because he loved to see his family
happy. The kids are busy, and I don't understand why you had spent the whole day
of your life doing nothing but decorating! said Martin. She sounded
irritated. Martin. No more of this junk! It's getting late. The kids need to go
to bed and she had slammed the door. Later when Jack asked her if she is
still mad at him she did not reply. And so Jack turned off the lights and went
to sleep.
Jack could not sleep for a long time. His wife is getting mad. He had just
received a rather large investment from a rather large company. The market is
risky, and if they won't succeed. So as you can see his head was full of bad
thoughts. He laughed at himself his thoughts were as spooky as an upcoming
Halloween for which he prepared so long. Then he finally fell asleep.
He started to dream of himself getting away from this just for one day. Getting
away from his always angry wife, from his work, Sweet dreams, He was dreaming of
a light blue and green sea, hot sand, white clouded sky, early sunsets and late
sunrises. A nice girl came up and invited him for a glass of icy cold, but sweet
cocktail. At all of the evenings the hotel had a party.
Suddenly a telephone rang. R-r-ring! R-r-ring!! R-r-ring!!! - Hello! Who is it?
This is me, James! James, do you know what time it is? Time is not important.
Did you read today's newspapers? No, what happened? The market crushed, we
are in big trouble. So what did exactly happen? Jack, now all of our
stocks don't cost a broken penny. And we took a huge investment from the famous
company DigitalXpert. We don't have anything to pay back with, the company had
bankrupt!!! Oh no!
Jack was shocked. He quickly runs down the stairs, while running he tripped over
the second highest step, and quickly, like a rabbit running away from the
hunter, a thought ran through his head. He thought that this step needs repair.
Jack searches for his telephone book, opens it with shaking hands, calls his
doctor by accident, hangs up, calls his priest, no not his priest, oh yes he
calls his lawyer, and you are now a bankrupt. I am sorry. I can't help you or
provide my services anymore. I am really sorry but I can't help you...
Oh no!.. Crappy lawyer. Now everybody will turn away from me. How will I pay my
arrearages? What should I do about this?! This is terrible how could this
happen?! I wish it was just a dream+ I wish it was just a dream+ I wish it was
just a dream" he thought horrified, without knowing what to do in this
situation...
And so he wakes up with his heart pounding. First he was too scared to realize
that he woke up. Phew, it was just a dream!!! That means everything is ok, I am
not a bankrupt, and I can pay the investment I got. Still that crappy lawyer
should be replaced" he thought with an easy sigh of relief. He looks beside him
to tell his wife what a dream he just had. And then where she usually sleeps he
sees a note.
My dear, I had left you breakfast at the coffee table. Your last breakfast made
by me. Yes. I am leaving with the kids. Sorry. You are just too perfect. Too
much. I can't take it anymore when I see you pulling me up, while I am pulling
your career down. I am taking the kids with me. Sorry. Next time you will need
to make your diner yourself. If I had given you a hard time, I am sorry. I am
leaving.
He goes, or you could say flies, down the stairs, tripped over the second
highest step and thought that it needs to be repaired. Downstairs he saw all the
suitcases packed up and his wife leaning against the door crying. The kids are
asking her What happened? What happened? Where is daddy? And there their daddy
is all white, with his also white hair standing up, with his brown, deep, smart
eyes full of fear. Listen, Martin I am sorry, but what am I guilty for?! I am
also tired of all the different arguments with you, but let's talk calmly about
what we wanted to say to each other for the past few months. Stop that! I had
enough! I already sent all of the papers to the lawyer so I could get divorced.
We had talked enough. And she slammed the door pulling their daughter Alexandra
and her son Joe with her.
Oh no! My wife had left me! Why? Why do I deserve it? When we had arguments
about different things I always gave in. Poor children what will they think
about me and our relationship with their mother? Oh man, this is terrible.
Martin is so stubborn and it's useless to try to talk to her..." His mind was
working hard to find the answer to the main question why could one person
so easily ruin a life of another person?! Why?!
And so he wakes up with his heart pounding and with his knees trembling. He
quickly looks beside him, and there is his wife in her nice sleep. Wow! How good
is that it was only a dream! But what a terrible dream! Just like a dream you
should have on Halloween. A nightmare I would say. I have not even thought
before how I value my family! I guess I never thought of it before I had
something to compare to. But now I do." He thought while sitting up on his soft
and comfortable bed.
Then because all of those nightmares made him thirsty he goes down the stairs to
get some water. While he was coming down he almost fell while tripping over the
second highest step. Strange why didn't I notice before that this step needs to
be fixed?" He thought while descending. He drinks some water and turns on
the TV. Today on highway 101 there was a huge. Suddenly he smells smoke.
He quickly runs up to the stairs but there is fire there. Somebody had lit his
house on fire by throwing a burning explosive in his window. The explosive was a
smell freshener and as it blew, it lit everything around it on fire.
Jack quickly thinks what to do. He runs to the telephone but the wires were
burned. 9-1-1 would not work. So he could not get to his wife and to his
children upstairs. He could have shouted to them, because they did not smell the
fire from there, but his throat was dry, and he had lost his voice. The fire was
spreading and spreading. It came closer and closer to the curtains upstairs that
were beside the wooden stairs. What to do? What to do? This can't be happening.
This must be another dream. This must be.
But the fire kept going closer and closer. Its deadly tentacles were ready to
bring destruction to whatever stands in its path. Fire does not know mercy.
Since the ancient times it had been a protection to humans, but also a threat.
And now it was coming for HIS kids, and HIS wife, and all he could do is just
stand there. He could have sprayed the fire with water. But how to carry the
water from the tap in the kitchen to the stairs? In a glass? That will take too
much time.
This is a terrible nightmare. This is a terrible nightmare. This has to be. Yes.
This is a terrible nightmare. First my company bankrupted. Then my wife left me.
I thought it was a catastrophy. I never knew what lies ahead. I never knew that
it will only get worse. I hope this is just a dream. Just another dream. Oh God,
PLEASE MAKE THIS ANOTHER DREAM! I won't take it. If they will be dead I will be
dead. If it's them it's me. They are part of me." What caused him to do
that? Why did he do it? But in the next second he ran and jumped right into the
blazing fire And woke up with a pounding heart, trembling knees, and with sweat
running and burning through his body.
Jack turns on the light. 6:00 a.m. It is mourning already. Time to wake
up! Jack stands up. His wife is here. Jack goes and checks his email. The stocks
are rising. He goes down. No window broken, no fire. In a minute his wife comes
down to the kitchen to make breakfast. Hello honey! Hello dear! Jack came
up and hugged her like he never did after the wedding day. Everything is
perfect. Life goes on. Jack is happy. After having burned eggs with a famous
bankrupt" toast, Jack was reading the newspaper. His younger child Joe was
sitting across. Daddy, what do you wish for more then anything? What would I
wish for? I wish this dream to never end And by the way, Martin, remind me to
fix the stupid step on the stairs! I keep on tripping!
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