30 Years Orphan-- Outside

It was a long corridor. Windows that were as tall as half of a man were hanging on the left side while portrait of different peoples and landscape were on the right wall. Curtains were hanging along with the windows. The strong winds brought the curtains flying along. It was dark, only the light that the thunder brought in through the windows.

At one end of the corridor there stand a young boy aged around 5. Emotion of fear was drawn in his face. He was cold. In front of him were just a straight road and a door at the end. The boy walked towards the door slowly. While walking, he slowly observed the portraits on his right.

He was horrified. Those portraits of people were all faceless and the portraits of landscape were all blur that were hard to identify what’s truly in the frame. Until there’s one portrait that was special. It was the biggest among all the portraits, what made it outstanding was that it was the only portrait that clearly showed the picture in it. It was in the color of black and white. It was a picture of two houses on top of a mountain and between them stood a lighthouse.

The boy stood there looking at the portrait for quite a few second until something that woke him up. There was a ball coming from nowhere and knocked his leg. The boy saw it and picked it up. It was a colorful ball with rainbow colors. While the boy was investigating the strange ball, the door that was opposite him opened by itself suddenly. Inside the door was dark but inside seems to be someone standing there.

He starting to go curious and slowly walk towards the door with the ball in his hands.He approaches the door step by step, be ready for anything that might happen. In the same time his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, nervous and scared was all around him. When he was in front of the door, he hesitated. Then he took a deep breath and enter the door.

Inside was pure dark, it was very hard to see around and the only light that shines in was from the back of the boy, the corridor. The door closed suddenly with a huge ‘slam’ and made the boy jumped. Now around him was only black, nothing more he could see.

Suddenly at the front of him, he saw a small glimp of light. The light was getting bigger and bigger, which means its getting closer and closer.When the light was only a few steps in front of the boy, he needed to cover his eyes due to the brightness of the light. He barely can see what’s behind it, but he tried. A voice came from the light “Where have you been, Charlie. Do you know how worried are we?” it was at this time, the light was getting less brighter and the boy saw it.

It was a nun with a horrible face. Her face was bloody and her mouth was being sew up. The worst thing is that her eyes was only two holes with blood flowing out form them, fresh blood. Charlie starting to breath hard. He tried to run, but where to? He started to feel dizzy and slowly, he cant feel a thing and….

David opened his eyes wide, he was sweating heart. Slowly he realized that he was still in his car with Sarah still unconscious beside him. It was just a dream, or is it? Everything felt so real, everything he saw. He can feel how the boy felt. He calmed himself down and remembered what happened before he was in the dream. He looked at Sarah who was still unconscious, he wanted to wake her up

but he was afraid of white might happen again. The white pupil?