Invisible

Invisible: Part 4

Chapter 4

I woke up in the middle of the night. I was sweating and breathing heavy. My lungs stings and my hair feels greasy. I had the same dream. Except for this time, the darkness was taking over me. The evil was sticky and boiling, burning my skin as I scream to the top of my lungs. It poured into my mouth, ears, nose, and eyes and it finally reached my heart, and everything was dark. I died in my dream. I don't understand what's with these dreams... Is it a message? Or is it just inconvenient? I don't know, but I need to find out.

The nurse is gone. The whole room is basically pitch black, with the light gleam of city lights. I feel a pang of loneliness and fear. I keep getting shivers, and I feel super cold from the AC units.

I see a brown figure sitting next to me. Bubba the Bear. My torn up, stained, filthy teddy bear that I've lived with all my life. I snuggle up with it, feeling it warmth, smelling its musty scent.

I eventually fall into a light sleep, this time dreaming about my mom. We sit in a thick meadow, sun blazing, smell of fresh grass, and the lavender scent of freshly washed and hanging on the line. I'm a little girl, sprinting towards mom. With open arms, she grins. I jump into her arms, and we hold each other. She whispers something, but I couldn't hear her.

"What did you say, mommy?" I still hold on.

"The universe, Melanie, is in your hands." I look puzzled, but I cuddle into her shoulder anyway.

And then I wake up with the gleam of fresh sunlight in my eyes. It's about 8:00 AM. I push the service button, and a male nurse walks in. I tell him my order for breakfast, and he nods.

"Thank you, sir." I say.

"Of course, Miss Graspe." I giggle when he says that. It makes me feel important.

A while later, he comes in with a tray and sets it on my table. Steam rolls out of it, and it looks delicious. I thank him, and noticed he gave me a newspaper. I flip open a few pages, and spot an article called "ILLINOIS BOY MISSING FOR TEN YEARS". His name is Eric Myson. He was taken when he was 6, and he's 16 now. Like me. I hope they find him, and never give up.