Mystical Dream Terror (Real Story )
Shadowed

At that time our meeting was very short, but left a very deep impression.

We shake hands, usually old friends never meet.

I glanced at her glance, took a quick look, then imagined and remembered her face and traced every inch of her face.

But there was never a single memory of me perching in my head about him in the past.

Although sometimes there was a flash, a faint shadow came in the corner of my eyes and mind. But I doubt he was that guy?

The beginning of our meeting was like the beginning of an introduction like a first-time acquaintance, this is special for me yes, no, if he, I do not know.

From the first meeting he had been nagging a lot about something unclear and vague. It was as if something he revealed was like to himself but was addressed to me.

He told me about myself in the past, while his eyes were blank. At least he wouldn't look at me, only I could see him glancing at me at a glance.

"You were so arrogant, you never rebuked me. Never wanted to talk to me" her barrage of nagging.

"Isn't he? " answer.

"Yes. You are arrogant, a city person, do not want to know me" he complained again.

"Then anyway? " answer me again while remembering. But it's still a zone,,,,, it's,,,

"When I like you first, but arrived after graduating from school you disappeared somewhere" he said again and looked at his eyes full of revenge and hatred while staring far away somewhere

"I don't know, why didn't you tell me you liked me? " say.

"Because you're arrogant, I'm just a little guy, a country guy. I am just a poor man, a poor man. While you're a city guy, rich. You're beautiful, white" she said again.

"Uhuk uhuk" suddenly I choked on hearing him say that.

I thought, is that really what he said?

Ah wrong. She's mistaken. I don't think I'm arrogant, I'm just quiet, quiet. Being arrogant with silence is different.

And most of all, I am very shy. Moreover, my status in the past it was a new kid moving from school from P city.

In, uh,, the,,,

In the past, if there were new schoolchildren moved from the city. Automatically become a spectacle of one school. Not to mention from other schools that deliberately came to watch new students move from the city, surely they were curious. Like whether the new student, beautiful, handsome, white or black skin, rich or poor, sharp or pugnacious nose, high or short body, etc.

And that's what I experienced during my time as a new student moving from the city.

Fate of fate,,,, the,,,

Maybe if it's julid time now yeah,,,

Vulnerable bullying, bullying.

I who do have a quiet nature become increasingly quiet because of embarrassment. How not to be ashamed, every move an inch did not escape their observation.

So that gossip material.

Back to my meeting with this guy.

I looked at his face. Still like that, his lips still kamat kamit unclear. I don't know what he was muttering.

His eyes looked vengeful.

"He's this weird. At least I don't remember who he is" my inner self.

"What are you talking about" I asked him

He looked surprised when I asked.

Then he looked at me sharp, sharp, as sharp as a knife that arrived without a cue to come pounding as fast as lightning through my heart. Sirrr, I think my blood is rustling, my heart is beating fast, my body is cold. Cold all over my body.

I don't know what I felt at the time. Surprised? ja. Shocked? it must be.

As if fear and worry were in my heart. Unable to describe it. There was a sense of was that,,,

"You're arrogant, I want to make you not forget me. I want to make you remember me, I want to make you so you can be mine" he murmured indistinctly, as if speaking to himself.

"you mean? " sahutku.

"I want to make you want to be with me, you're my wife. I've sworn a long time ago that you're my wife. I want to get you at any cost" he said again.

"what,,, ? yes it can't be. I am married, I belong to someone" I argue.

"No, you're my wife from a long time ago. Your husband took you from me" he murmured.

"since when we got married, I've never felt married to you" I added.

"No need to know when we're getting married. Because we're married" he said.

"OMG,,,! " really surprised, I cried in my heart.

In my heart I cursed myself. Why did you meet such a silly creature.

I wanted to meet at first because I felt bad. Sometimes I think in my heart, maybe he was my friend first.

And I happen to have a need in the office, and need his help. I finally decided I'D LIKE to meet him.

I was very confident, although at first I was suspicious. Because he introduced himself to little friends in the past. And when I asked my colleague, it was true about what he said.

I finally looked up, trying to remember. Trying to imagine himself. Looking for the figure of his shadow in the past, which now plastered clearly in front of my eyes.

However, ahhh, still have not met who he really is.

It's dusk, around 17:15.

I tried to say goodbye to going back home.

And again he said this,,,

"You will remember me, you will never forget me again. Tomorrow we'll meet again here, in this place" his his hiss is less clear as his eyes sharply look at me.

At the time of the process of looking at my eyes without blinking, his finger had touched the tip of my little finger and ring finger to the left.

As my heart rippled, my blood seemed to rush, my heart pounding, the cold all over my body. Because the cold was like a direct seep, flowing through the blood vessels in the fingers to the rest of the body. Especially around the chest.

It was like the beginning of knowing love. Like when you first fell in love, the love of the monkey is that, but this is so much tuwirrr,,,,, that is,,,

Well, from that second all the way home. My head was just him, my mind was just him, my heart was just him, pounding erratically.

It was like I was in love at first sight. 15 Minutes earlier I had no feelings.

Along the way always imagined shadow of him.

And it turns out, this is the beginning of the catastrophe that I have experienced until now.