-Authors POV-

  "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Not again I am done with this", shrieked the girl not more than thirteen she had short black wavy hair, blue eyes, a little less than 5'2, a warm skin tone and a face that could charm anyone. She was looking at the clock which showed it was 4:58 am. "I am done with this, I can't take it anymore, why should this only happen to me? I don't even know why I see the same dream every single time" She was talking to herself when she realized she was too loud. She went out for jogging. Slowly, the daylight was finally visible and she eventually felt at peace. She always thought that the dawn had many memories and felt deeply attached to both dawn and dusk. Still, the best and the worst thing she found comfort in and found fear in was the starry sky. She felt it had both the screams and tears of children as well as the delight of many youngsters. She felt old while thinking like this but the nightmare she is having from the day that she can remember felt associated with it.

  "Mumma, I am back" the girl screamed, "Tara, I need a favour could you pick your sister up while coming home today after school we will be away for some time" Tara's mom, Sunamya Chatterjee informed her, she was in her mid-thirties,.she was elegant, had olive skin tone had little freckles, long wavy hair people would die for and was 5'1, she was a doctor. But today Tara noticed something off about her Parents. Her mom was concentrating a bit too much while making noodles and her father, Rakesh Chatterjee was paying a lot of attention to the tea rather than the news flashing on the screen. He usually was the most cheerful of them all and the most hilarious one too. he was around the age of forty, was 5'5 and had olive skin, and curled, messy hair She shrugged it off and headed to her school.

  After reaching home with her sister, Maya(while they bickered throughout the journey) they started the upcoming World War 3."uh, seriously give me the remote you devil" Tara roared," Hehe, not happening ", laughed Maya who was not more than 8 years old. She had black eyes, long black straight hair, she was fair and had a smile that radiated positivity. The two kids were fighting and their parents outside couldn't help but smile and feel irritated at the same time." oh my god! When will they stop bickering", exclaimed their mom."Sunamya, you should have thought before challenging your child about getting the best student award"," whose team are you in?" said there mom scowling, "obviously your team, My queen", he said affectionately. They were a happy family everyone told most of their secrets here. Tara was an athletic girl who liked being the best, she was always the best in academics and was also pretty much good in basketball, but in all these her mom did not like one thing. She had some relationship with hurts, at any tournament she goes she would come back with a fresh wound, this never disturbed Tara but did a lot to her mom. Her sister was not the opposite, she was also really good at studies but she did not like getting hurt and she did not hate athletics but kept a safe distance from them. She was much into dance and singing. She was a semi-classical dancer and when she used to dance, people would be left captivated by her dance. Her parents were proud of them. They were always the ones to get the best student award in their grade. Even though they fought like this, if there was a third person who would tease them they were the biggest strength for each other as they would not leave them until they regretted their decision to be born(some of which would never reach their parent's ear). Tara and Maya both were the idols of their street but something was troubling their parents today.

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  -Tara POV-

  "let me go down and get some biscuits ok?" I asked my sister, Maya. My great sister said yes, by blinking her eyes, god why was she so cute and irritating at the same time? I am walking like a spy because I have to get 2 things. Firstly, biscuits and secondly, some bandages because my wounds just thought of bleeding and if my mom gets to know, I guess it would be better if I just vanish. There was some noise from the living room. My parents were talking and the bandages were on the shelf behind the sofa on which my mom was sitting. God, is today the day you are taking all your grudge against me? Now I guess I need to be a spy. So I crawled and sat behind the sofa but then I heard them talking and quickly hid myself. God, this is paining like hell."How long are you going to hide the fact from her, she should know it and now she is grown up", my dad told my mom. She replied, "But what if she moves away from us and goes and does all weird stuff after that, it's like I don't want to separate Tara from what she is but I also don't want Tara to be separated from me", "I know I am selfish hear, but I feel if she gets to know from others about her real existence or reality that she is not ours, she will be devastated and I cannot see her in distress".The world came crashing down on me and I could not hear what else my mom and dad told each other r. I am not there child? Then who are my parents, god you are giving me the worst day today. I made my way upstairs to where my sister was there and gave her the biscuits. She screamed seeing my blood all over my legs My parents, or well so-called parents, who brought me up got scared and my mom brought the bandages and were telling me something, but could not hear it. I don't know how they were not my parents like they are so caring and always so happy when I accomplished something. I feel betrayed today. What else were they hiding from me sister jerked me, and I realized was looking like a druggist as I was staring at a point for a long time and my eyes were red." come down let's have dinner then let go to sleep" my mom told me and I nodded. It was a quiet dinner everyone was busy with their thought and I was ith my own. My sister was saying what she had done the whole day. I went to sleep but It was a long time since I slept peacefully and today also I did not get a peaceful sleep.

  "no don't do anything to her", a lady screamed, then a girl snatched me away from the lady who was holding me and then she ran but she ran really fast and then she gave me to a boy who was young the girl and then she was killed in front of my eyes by the lady from whom she snatched me from and then the lady who had screamed earlier was trying to torture the lady or free the girl I don't know but then the lady overpowered both the lady who screamed and the girl. The girl and the lady were turned upside down and then the man joined the fight and then he tried saving them but then the lady who was torturing overpowered everyone and screamed Tell me where it is and everyone is spared"." never" screamed the lady, the girl and the man together. I was sure they would die but not the way I thought they would. Their fingers were cut and crushed slowly and then slowly all the body organs were done like that. I don't know how but I realized the scene was getting smaller and smaller and then I realized the boy carrying me was running and then red flash, screams, and they died, the boy keeping me somewhere, then mud over me, diamond, smiling face, people trying to kill me and I was almost suffocated.

  I woke up. I was now so ok to hyperventilate after getting up from sleep. Yes, how could I expect a little more sleep? I wished I had a better dream than this one someday. It was both scary and traumatizing seeing such disastrous things but it always looked as though I was seeing it through my eyes and that I was the character there. It felt like I was witnessing it.

  I woke up exactly at 4:58 again.

  This was my secret from my parents and I don't feel like sharing it.

  Why did this always happen to me?