I woke up, breathless. It was already 8pm and my family members were back. I could feel my whole pillow wet, probably with my tears.

So it was just a dream? I heaved a sigh of relief. Yet my breathings and heartbeats was still irregular, faster than usual.

I took a deep breath.

"Kelly, Calm down. It's nothing." I assured myself.

I left my bed and attempted to switch on the light. CLICKED. Nothing happened. I tried again, but to no avail. I became desperate, fearing the worst.

I felt my pulse racing as I continued to fumble the switch. Please, please work, I begged. Wild imaginations flooded my mind and I started thinking about scary things lurking in my room. Undead zombies, headless bodies. Noo..! Darkness got the better of me and I reached for the door in desperation. Pushing, kicking and slamming. I tried them all.

The door just would not budge. I buried my head in my hands, huddled myself against the wall.

"MUM! PLEASE HELP ME! PLEASE..." I cried as I continued to force the door open.

"MUM!?" My mum have to be at home. She has to be. What if I'm alone at home? Is something haunting me?

"MUMMM! Please. Please.. Oh no please !" I begged as I hugged the door helplessly.

The door swerved opened, and I gave a tiny scream.

"Yes Sweetie?" The familiar, warm voice filled the room. I dropped onto my knees, hugging my mother.

It took me a few moment to realise that she opened my door effortlessly.

The room burst into brightness as she flicked the switch.

She looked blankly and worried upon the sight of my teared face.

I opened my eyes timidly and looked at my room.

It looked just the same.

I tested the switch.

It was working as per normal.

I was brutally frank while relating the entire incident to her.

She smiled and held me tightly. "Don't worry sweetie, you must be too tired. Come and have dinner."

My mind was occupied throughout dinner and I was lost in my own world. My mum looked at my father and pointed at me using her face gestures. My father realised the situation and showed his concern for me. I nodded my head faintly in response to his concern on whether I was alright. After all that had happened, I no doubt lost my appetite for dinner and retreated back to my room. I laid on my bed, and eventually fell into a deep slumber, entering a dreamless sleep.

I woke up the next morning, feeling faint and uneasy even after a good ten hours of sleep. Did everything happened yesterday really happened?

I combed my hair slowly and left the house, dragging my feet all the way to school.

Calvin greeted me as I reached school. He was always the earliest amoung the clique to reach school. Following him, we approached an empty table in the cafeteria and settled down. Soon after, Brenda, Angela, Jennifer and Leon arrived. They took the seats around us and started the daily morning chattings about shopping, games and always never homework. Despite the destructive noise level from our table, I felt so empty. I had been wandering in my own thoughts, detaching myself from the conversation.

I woke up, breathless. It was already 8pm and my family members were back. I could feel my whole pillow wet, probably with my tears.

So it was just a dream? I heaved a sigh of relief. Yet my breathings and heartbeats was still irregular, faster than usual.

I took a deep breath.

"Kelly, Calm down. It's nothing." I assured myself.

I left my bed and attempted to switch on the light. CLICKED. Nothing happened. I tried again, but to no avail. I became desperate, fearing the worst.

I felt my pulse racing as I continued to fumble the switch. Please, please work, I begged. Wild imaginations flooded my mind and I started thinking about scary things lurking in my room. Undead zombies, headless bodies. Noo..! Darkness got the better of me and I reached for the door in desperation. Pushing, kicking and slamming. I tried them all.

The door just would not budge. I buried my head in my hands, huddled myself against the wall.

"MUM! PLEASE HELP ME! PLEASE..." I cried as I continued to force the door open.

"MUM!?" My mum have to be at home. She has to be. What if I'm alone at home? Is something haunting me?

"MUMMM! Please. Please.. Oh no please !" I begged as I hugged the door helplessly.

The door swerved opened, and I gave a tiny scream.

"Yes Sweetie?" The familiar, warm voice filled the room. I dropped onto my knees, hugging my mother.

It took me a few moment to realise that she opened my door effortlessly.

The room burst into brightness as she flicked the switch.

She looked blankly and worried upon the sight of my teared face.

I opened my eyes timidly and looked at my room.

It looked just the same.

I tested the switch.

It was working as per normal.

I was brutally frank while relating the entire incident to her.

She smiled and held me tightly. "Don't worry sweetie, you must be too tired. Come and have dinner."

My mind was occupied throughout dinner and I was lost in my own world. My mum looked at my father and pointed at me using her face gestures. My father realised the situation and showed his concern for me. I nodded my head faintly in response to his concern on whether I was alright. After all that had happened, I no doubt lost my appetite for dinner and retreated back to my room. I laid on my bed, and eventually fell into a deep slumber, entering a dreamless sleep.

I woke up the next morning, feeling faint and uneasy even after a good ten hours of sleep. Did everything happened yesterday really happened?

I combed my hair slowly and left the house, dragging my feet all the way to school.

Calvin greeted me as I reached school. He was always the earliest amoung the clique to reach school. Following him, we approached an empty table in the cafeteria and settled down. Soon after, Brenda, Angela, Jennifer and Leon arrived. They took the seats around us and started the daily morning chattings about shopping, games and always never homework. Despite the destructive noise level from our table, I felt so empty. I had been wandering in my own thoughts, detaching myself from the conversation.