The Dream That Opened My Eyes

  Single, heart breaking drops of water, slipping out of the rusty, rough, cold faucet, that lies between the kidnappers camp and myself. The mouth watering drips that send my heart the pain of a two ton weight wanting to be let free. The thirst, ineffable, my tongue so dry, tasteless, numb and almost completely gone, what happens now? My body so cold, dirty, achy, and worst of all, bloody. What will they do to me now? Does my life end here? Will there be a chance of freedom? What do they want from me?
  Here they come, I can't help but quiver, never felt so exposed in my life. I hide in the corner of the rusty small cage, in fright. They open the cage door and walk slowly towards me, talking to me like I was being hit on, in a dark frightening alley. I never thought that I would be here today, experiencing this life changing experience. I just want to be in my mothers arms again, so life can be okay again, where I can be myself and feel the love I want to feel.
  The men who have took me from my happiness are grabbing me, it hurts, but what am I to do? Tears fall along my face, freezing before they get that chance to fall off of my  face. I don't know what to do, where to go, anything. They suddenly carry me to a black van, and throw me into the back. At this point I don't care, I am not going to see my family so what is the point in living. They started to drive, it's been about forty five minutes until a sudden stop.
  They take me to a large room filled with mini tents inside, it was hot and humid, nasty. I see many young girls, about my age, in pain, they are slowly suffering. This made me think, I do care, I do want to live, I want to leave this place. As the men take me somewhere we walk between the tents, I happened to sneak in a peek at one of the tents. It was absolutely shocking and heartbreaking. Young women, forced to please older, desperate men. What kind of business are they trying to run here?
  Oh no! I am taken to a tent just like the others, my heart feels like no more, my life is now ending. As the men turn their backs, I run as fast as I had ever ran before. I grabbed a knife that was sticking out of someones back pocket and stabbed my way through if it was necessary. I ran, till their were no more breaths in me. I ran, then suddenly hit by a car!
  I wake up, in my very own bed, screaming and crying, it was only a dream. I got up real fast, ran to my mother and embraced her, so tightly yet tender. I told her my frightening dream, and was comforted by her warming hugs and kisses, and know I am happy with everything i have and all that is given to me. This has truly opened my eyes, I know can see what was right before my eyes, I enjoy everything to the fullest and except nothing more, but my personal goals in school, and future career choices.

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The half drawn curtain moved...

The half drawn curtain moved, life stood still. A blank mind, yet it was only that exact moment in time that I could not think, then a sudden cool breeze flowed upon my face, so gently and so fresh. The trees swaying, the leaves making soothing sounds, the sound of a rushing river, that suddenly drops and meets with rocks below, it is a beautiful sight from way up high to way down low. The moment never so perfect. The scent of blooming fresh flowers, the light sweetness that fills the air like hot tea with a hint of sweet delicious honey. It flows along with the refreshing winds, that rush over the healthy soft grass. Am I in a dream? Am I thinking to hard? Or is this reality? These questions are wanting to be answered, but who am I to ruin this moment. The sight of pure natural beauty surrounds me, our mother nature. She has truly shown me the true beauty of nature, our earth. I can almost taste the fresh greens, the healthy sweet plants. A moment when time doesn't matter, stress is gone, worriess do not exists. Life at a pause. Just what I need. A sudden change.