"Rose Sanchez. Rose Sanchez. Rose...", suddenly, "HEY! Why are you calling my name? You missed me? Ooh, are you into me now huh?" At this moment, I was extremely DUMBFOUNDED. She just literally came out of nowhere from behind me as I was seating on the bench. As I tried to approach her, I realize one thing, I was clearly touching her, but I couldn't feel her. I could see that I was touching and grabbing her wrist, but I can't seem to feel her touch.
Just as I was about to ask her what that was all about, I was woken up by my mother. 'Oh great mom. Now I will never get to know why she is so weird.' As I rubbed my tear flakes off of my eyes, I noticed that my mother, who has always been so cheerful, is sitting right beside me, holding my hand, sobbing. That was the first time I've ever seen her cry in front of me. Obviously, I asked her why she was crying as I tried to comfort her through hugging.
She said, "There's something you need to know. The answers lie within the back of your head. Find it, and clear up your mind." As she was about to finish that meal, she suddenly started to vanish and her voice was getting more and more faded. I cried outloud, or at least I tried. No matter how much I cried, there was no sound coming out of me.
Right at this very moment, I finally snapped out of my dreams. Though creeped out, I tried to approach my mom and ask whether she knew Rose. All she said was that it was vaguely familiar. I was astonished by the fact that just by the name, my mom remembers someone. Someone she has never met before. That's why everything just seemed super confusing.
Why does mom know Rose? Is it the reason I don't want to believe into? Is it because of my accident that happened to me? Is it? What was the deal between Rose and me and my family? I find that part very unsettling, and I want to get to know why and how we got tangled up in this mess.