Every night, she comes to me in my dreams, the dark-haired girl with silver eyes. In her hand, she clutches a doll, lips blood red, smile bright.
The dream ends the night I lose you, the night you take your last breath.
That night, for the first time, she appears in my dreams and speaks.
“Do you want to play?”
That morning, the cough starts, like yours did, the first symptom.
I’m not sure what will happen next, but I know this: I do not want to live without you. Perhaps, this is for the best.
Thanks Rochelle and Jennifer for this awesome prompt! True confessions, my crazy new work schedule makes it more and more difficult for me to do Friday Fictioneers every week, especially if I have other meetings like I did this week. I am so glad that I dropped by to see this adorbs prompt and then I had to write something. Of course, fresh off Halloween thoughts, the story couldn’t just stay adorbs.
I will try to visit everyone back on Sunday or Monday which tend to be my breather days just because of my weird schedule.
Hope everyone had a great week!