...I love you, young miss...
...I ... always have.....
" Irene! Wake up!"
.....I'll wait for you...
.... please..come find me...
....I hope...things will be different...
.....lady Irina, please come find me...
.....
" Irene!!, I said wake up!!"
Life has been had for me since the very beginning, when I was younger, I always thought my parents stole from an old sick man, or they bribed the town clerk or they waivered a debt of a starving landlady. Because my whole life seemed to be, me paying an old debt. I kept having this dream, someone had suffered a ton because of my, or my accomplices actions.
When I grew older, the dreams never ceases, but they didn't become clearer either. Every other day was as confusing as the previous one. I never got a chance to meet my parents, and I'll say, in this town, I've slept in 73% of the houses here, no permanent home. And no body has ever been welcoming, some just hired me because they had no choice, some because they wanted to humiliate me. Even the animals here seem to have a grudge against me. The town clerk's dog, Guru, always backs at me and looks like he would pounce on me the next minute. The cat of our landlady, she scratched my face when I was five, till now the scar is still there. It's not like I was so beautiful even before that but, it still hurts to see people look at me with disgust
" You ungrateful peasant, it's already 6, and you're still cocooning. !!" I finally wake up at the sound of the landlady. I rise from my bed and stumbled to the floor in panic, she's not having her dog today" look at you, unfilial child, am so lucky am not your mother or else I would have had a heart attack just from waking you up. I don't care if you spend a million years here or leave the next minute, but for as long as you are in this house under my roof, you should follow my rules!" The old lady shouts at my low hanged head. She gives me this kind of lecture at least four times a day and was used to it as long as she never talked about my scar or my blonde hair then it'll be fine.
" Am sorry, Ma'am Ritah, I ..I just had a bad dream." She scoffed.
" Your wierd dreams again, I can't wait for you to leave this place, so I can have many girls use this room instead of crowding others because they can't stand your dreams"
She moved out of the room as she asked me to shower quickly and go water the lollies.
Showering was never my favorite part of the day, I always felt that someone was watching me from the smallest corner for the stall and they would be waiting for their chance to cut my hair throat while telling me I deserved it. Growing up wasn't so easy, I have o course researched what was wrong with me, or my life. And yes there was...
At least now I no my dreams are not just some blue pictures, they seem to have a direction, the path I should take, the light I should follow. I know I owe a debt to fate, but what kind of debt, who is the debtor, what do I owe him, where is he, isn't my suffering enough to cover my debt...
" Ireneee, the flower will rot instead of blooming beautifully, that water is too much." I wake up from my thoughts