Group Story Finalists-3

Where's my home?
By Karen Wolf Maciel and Rebecca Huang

When he got home, and as he entered the house, He realized everything had changed. He was pretty sure that the living room was different such as from the morning when he left home. He saw the wall painted as the abstracts draws. His eyes hurt while he looked at it. There was a mixture of strong colors as well as geometrics symbols, like circles, triangles, squares, and irregular lines. In addition, the colors and symbols made he fell dizzy, uncomfortable, and with a kind of headache. After that, he steps into the living room and found all furniture such as the sofa, the lamp, the central table, and the TV set looks different alike as normal, those looked darker and the living room seemed smaller than before, what made he feel choked, he couldn’t breathe. Then, he began to take into account that who could change everything. His brain showed a lot of faces, including his colleague, friends, and relatives, and even many people who he didn’t recognize.

When he was almost moving to another room, something made he look behind. He turned his body and he was surprised to see his ex-girlfriend seated in the coach. She wore a white dress and appeared to be a ghost. It made he feel scary and much more confused. In his mind come several questions, “what’s happened? Why is everything strange? Why she looks like a ghost? Is she dead? Or I’m dead?” He was trying to talk to her and asking what’s happened, but she didn’t respond anything. She just still looked at him and started to walk on his way. He was afraid and stepped back slowly, but she continued to reach him. When he was conscious, he was stocked between her and the strange wall. She stared at him silently. Suddenly he couldn’t bear the fear full of his heart, bursting into screams, but his voice didn’t go out of his mouth. Any feelings weren’t realized on her face and she started to talk. ” Who are you? Why are you here? Where is it? Who am I? Why am I here?” It’s apparent to present her loss memory in terms of questions she asked.

He felt puzzled by her and a little annoyed. “You don’t know why you are here!” the words within his thoughts. However, loud noises bothered him to and froth, consequently, here come a storm with thunder and lightning, and he waked up with sweat. He looked around his surroundings, getting up and walked out of the bedroom. Hence, he sighed with relief while inspecting the wall in the living room. Everything is the same what he considers orderly. The weather outside the window looks bright and glorious. He figures out the fact that he made a horrible dream.