My Rendezvous With Fear!
"Oh, God save me," I yelled and woke with a jerk. My terror-filled shriek filled the room. I was drenched in sweat. Wiping off my sweat, I reached for a water bottle that lay on the bedside table. Shoving the water down my parched throat I took a deep breath.
This dream has been haunting me for over a month now.
I walked out of my room and took a stroll in the house. Luckily, everyone in my family was fast asleep, lest I would have scared them with my midnight walks. After about thirty minutes I entered the room and tried to sleep. I tossed and turned on the bed but sleep had eluded me.
An incident that took place a month back had taken a toll on my peace.
On that fateful evening, the sky was tar-black and the heavy clouds moved at a snail's pace. Suddenly, the clouds burst and people ran hither thither for cover. I opened my umbrella for cover and walked carefully avoiding the puddles. The dark surroundings clouded my vision. I was oblivious to them stand by my side. I could feel something touch my skin.
Ignoring my intuition I continued to walk. I could feel that someone was following me. I fastened my pace and could feel the rhythm of their footsteps at lightning speed.
My heart was thumping and sweat beads on my forehead burst and coursed down my face. My legs fell weak and I felt as though I could no longer walk. Every bit of me wanted to face them and confront them but I didn't dare to do so. Finding a way to escape was the only solution I had. I didn't want to run and garner their attention. Looking around for shelter I walked as slow as I can.
After about five minutes my eyes fell on a small grocery store. Not wanting to delay any further I rushed into the store. Standing in the temporary haven I stared at them without blinking my eyes. They stood there for a while, looked around, wagged their tail and walked away after ten minutes.
I shuddered a sigh of relief and after purchasing a few essentials I walked back home.
The rendezvous I had with two dogs a month back filled me with fear. My fear for the canines is true. Though many call it a loving and loyal pet the mere sight of the canines leaves every cell of mine terrified. I have tried my best to conquer my fear. I have achieved fifty percent of it yet there is a long road to travel.
Please drop in a word of appreciation if you liked reading my blog.