Dream.

Last night I had a dream of a girl with dark skin, and neon blue hair. She had freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her eyes were yellow, like the burning sun. She was bound, gagged, and beaten.  As she lost consciousness, everything faded to black. A white light beamed within the darkness. Something was drawing me closer, the light held the answers to my growing questions. Who was this girl.? Why would someone hurt her.? Why couldn’t I help.?

The darkness cleared and my stomach turned. There I see her, staring at me. Her eyes empty. What happened to her, why wouldn’t she speak.? Her gag was removed, but she just laid there, staring into my soul. Then came another white light. If only I spoken to her before. Tried to help. Why couldn’t I help.? I close my eyes and silently cry, fearing the monster would return. I try to wash the image away. Her decapitated head laying in front of me. She was so beautiful, why did this happen.

Last night I had a dream of a girl with dark skin, and neon blue hair. She had freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her eyes were yellow, like the burning sun. She was alive, laughing, and happy. I watched her hug her mother, saying everything was okay. She had found a job, so they could pay their rent. She told her mother it was a job feeding the elderly. Her mother was so proud, beaming that her daughter was growing into an independent young woman. She waved goodbye to her mother - not knowing she would never see her again.

The girl arrives early to start her job. She followed the Butler of the elder gentleman to the kitchen. I remember this place. I know this place. Before the girl can start helping with the food, she is hit over the head. She falls unconscious, slamming against the cold stone floor. After coming to her senses, she tried to fight off the Butler as much as she could. He had chained her wrist together, gaged her, and beat her until she couldn’t move any more. He dismembered her, leaving only her head. Her yellow eyes now dark, the sun was  dead. Everything faded to black. 

There at the dinner table was a small group of fifteen elderly men. Eating away at her flesh. Comments were made about how sweeter she was then the last. They made her a joke, as if her life didn’t matter. The Butler made his way back to the kitchen, to clean up his mess. Kicking the girls head in the corner of the room. Rolling until it hit another. Flashing rotting away. Blonde hair falling from the skull, eyes falling from the sockets. I know her, she’s just like me. 

I told her there was nothing to be scared of, they couldn’t hurt us any more. I held her as she sobbed. She was never going to go home, or see her mother. I kissed her head. Her beautiful blue hair. I told her we were be there for each other. That everything would be fine. She looked at me, looking at my very soul. Her eyes were a pale yellow. Like sun beams coming from the clouds. She told me that my eyes remind her of ice. We both laughed, and waited for the day the monsters were defeated. Just the two of us - but wait. Who that girl.?

We both had a dream of a girl with sun kissed skin, and chocolate brown hair. She had a slight stutter, but sounded like an angel. Her eyes were as green as summer grass. She was worried, yet determined. She spoke softly, “I saw y-your flyer, is the m-maid job still available”.?

Who was this girl.?