The Good Old Times

A foolish tale once said dreams do come through and that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

Well for my case, the light ended up becoming more and more darkness with the dream becoming a choking nightmare.

I don't want to remember, I just want to forget, can't it all erase from my head, my heart can't bear anymore.. the scars are about to rip out the last strength I have.

"You are now one of us!" flashes of Ethiopia kept coming... Stop! Please!!..

"There is no escaping!" the voices kept getting louder, can't you hear it?

"Miss Daisy are you alright?" I was brought back to reality by the tap from the nurse standing by. Apparently she must have thought I am crazy... But it is not something new, because my whole life seemed crazy, how could she know I was being killed everyday but not allowed to die?

Or that I breed monsters in my home, yet they do not speak..

How will she understand?, I am better on my own

Six years ago I did something I'll regret all my life, a moment I wished I could use stones to erase; the day I wished for a trip, a trip that made me loose sanity, a trip to ETHiOPIA

It was a beautiful morning and the sun caressed the beauty of nature and everything in it... Birds flew in freedom and flowers bloomed in excitement but there I was, young Daisy Philips in a rush of excitement. I wanted more, I needed more, to see the world and feel the warmth of another man's land.. to feel AFRICA.

"Mom I want to go to Africa!" I spoke while rushing down the stairs..

"Daisy you have began with all this tales of going on beautiful journeys around the world" Mrs. Philips said laughing out.

" No mom, just imagine the wide life and everything black. Dad, talk to your wife!"

Mr Philips simply bowed his head in the newspaper he was reading..

"My precious there is no need for you to go all the way to Africa to experience that, moreover we have a zoo, so if it's about seeing animals, you can go there" Mrs Philips said heading for the kitchen.

"Dad you didn't say anything!"

"What do you want me to say, your mom is right, enjoy where you are, must you go to the other side just for fun?" He picked up his papers and left to the garage.

If I go further I might break down, it has been six years and it still felt like yesterday. "Miss Daisy you have a visitor!" the nurse who still wonders my sanity said.

IMPOSSIBLE! no one knows me, let alone to visit me. She must be kidding.

"I think you must be mistaken, I don't have friends" I said given a puzzled gaze.

"Well, he said he is your friend"

Did she just say 'he'?

Like a guy?

Looking for me?

No! That's impossible!

"Can he come in?" She said this bringing me out of my calculus of thinking..

"Y---e--s, s---u---r---e"

JOSHUA!

wait, I must be mistaken, Joshua?

How?

Since when??

Seeing him reminded me of what happened after my dad left me at the garage...

I was still shocked as to how they took the news, were they not supposed to be happy?

In tears I ran to Joshua's place, Joshua happened to be my childhood best friend, we were friends for as long I could remember. He shared in my good and bad moments. But when I needed him the most he left, as his parents relocated to Florida.

"Daisy, what is wrong? I don't like this look on your face." Joshua knew how to read me like a book.

I sat down and explained everything to him.

" Well, have you tried speaking to your mom personally?" he patted my head as though I was a little child.

"Personally, no; My mom has a work load of activities, she will never have my time".

If I had a chance I would have changed everything that had happened, but nothing could change.

"Daisy, she is your mom and nothing can change that fact, she loves you." Joshua didn't just understand.

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"So which African country do you have in mind to visit?" his question brought me to a fact that I didn't have a country of my choice all I could say was, ETHIOPIA!