DREAM

Isabella and Anne were close friends.They had lived together for a long time. One day, Anne died interestingly in a traffic accident. Since then, life was so difficult for Isabella. Anymore, she was alone. The only keepsake for her is Anne’s diary. Whenever she missed Anne, she read it.

Isabella dreamed of Anne once, and she never dreamed the same again.Like most sane, good people, Anne compelled her. When she read her diary, she cried.She couldn’t help it. There was something terribly sad yet wholly magical about her and the secret annex, where she lived until she was captured.

   When she dreamed of Anne, she went back in time. The connection they established allowed it. There was a rusty nail in the dream. Anne and Isabella both held a copper wire. The wires were connected to a 9 volt battery. They wrapped our wires around the nail, and then they dreamed together peacefully. They were magnetized.

Anne was wearing a red coat in the dream. She sat in the middle of a destroyed city. Isabella could see her lips move, but she couldn’t hear her talk.

She wanted to reach her. She wanted to hug her. She wanted to tell her everything would be all right.She  couldn’t do any of those things. The dream had her strapped to a mechanized ride she couldn’t control. She could only watch.The dream ended, and She woke up.

Later, she reread the diary of Anne. She wanted to see if Anne had written about a dream she had had with a boy she didn’t know, a boy who was born fifty years after she died. She must, Isabella thought. They established a connection. Did they not? If they did, the diary did not mention it.

Isabella closed the book. She lay on the bed. She cried herself to sleep.