I came to my room and lay down. My past seems unwilling to leave me. Some terrible scenes keep coming back to mind... "Butterfly, wake up." At someone's call, I opened my eyes. In front of me was that boy from the dream. I was surprised to see him. "Come, we'll go for a walk." The boy extended his hand toward me. Without thinking, I extended my hand toward him. The boy took my hand and started running with me. I was staring at his face. The wind was messing up his hair. He brought me to a quiet place where there was no one except him and me. A road could be seen some distance away. He came close to me, very close to my lips. There was just a little distance between us when the sound of a child reached our ears. He moved a little away from me. I looked and saw a child watching us and laughing. The child's mother took him away. The boy came toward me again. His gaze began to attract me to him. His eyes seemed to be telling the words of his heart... The boy touched my lips. I closed my eyes. Suddenly I felt that I was lying down. When I opened my eyes, I saw I was lying on the bed in my room. I felt terribly regretful... How could this be a dream? Am I dreaming even during the day?? (I asked myself)
