"Who are you?"
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Freedom
A simple word but has the most precious meaning to a lot of people
Someone asked me once
'If you are in a room where you are alone but you can do anything, is it loneliness or freedom?'
Freedom and loneliness, both sounds boring but one feels amazing at the same time
From the question, all I can say is, it depends on how you see and how you believe in your situation
We have our own point of views in every situation in life, everyone has different opinion on everything too
How about you?
Is this freedom or loneliness?
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"Who are you?!"
The old woman who was in my dreams 3 years ago showed up again today but she does not look like a psycho this time
She was wearing a vintage french dress with matching bandana and she looks younger
"You, you will need me" she said
I got confused with the 'you will need me' part because as far as I've seen, she nearly killed me before
"You literally just choke me before!" I shouted
It was a dream and only the both of us were there and no other people
"But I did not, did I?" she sarcastically asked
My temper could not take it but I am glad I can manage to control myself from anything
"You need help knowing why you were dreaming about this guy you don't even know, right?"
My eyes widened when she mentioned the guy I keep on dreaming and well, that issue
"Who are you?" I asked again
All she did was hold my hand, it was comforting but also it feels like air
"They're waiting for you, go back to your real life" she gave me a smile which is really awkward because she does not often do that and well, she's spooky and creepy
I woke up in my bed, the bed in our new house
"You'll be late anak, you better get going"
My mom woke me up, she also cooked breakfast and it smells really familiar
"Thanks mom, see you later"
I went out, with my body guard, and we went to the agency that Mrs. Reyes is running for practice
"Goodmorning Ms. Prisha"
I arrived at the agency and went inside, say, this is a really big branch they have here
"Hey, you're the new model?"
A french model, in the same agency, asked me
She's a brunette with green eyes, fair skin, rosy lips, and her hair is curly thick
"Erm, yes, Prisha"
I gave her my hand while she's still processing about my answer, probably, my name since it's not thay common
"You're Prisha?!" she exclaimed
I felt my eyebrows raise as my mouth moved, my other hand also scratch my hair
"W-Well yes that is me" I stuttered
Her face couldn't be painted, her face spoke a lot of emotions
"YOU REALLY ARE SERIOUS?!" she looked more excited as she heard my answer to her question
I nodded as she covered her mouth in excitement, she also jumped higher and higher every second
"Omg okay, I'm Lila and I'm not that of a rookie here but I joined this company 2 years ago" she said
"Oh, that's interesting actually" I gave her a smile
She looked very excited when she introduced herself especially when she remembers that I'm 'Prisha'
"Lila!" a boy shouted
I think he's her boyfriend, he looks so firm
"Oh, Ian!"
"Who do we have here?" said Ian
I smiled to both of them and waved my hand to show respect or as a greeting
"That's Prisha" whispered Lila
I saw how Ian's face, it also showed a lot of emotions like how Lila reacted earlier
"HI I AM IAN AND I'M A BIG FAN OF YOURS"
He grabbed my hand then shaked it like he never shake something before
"O-Oh hi Ian" I stuttered in shock
"Lila and I have been best friends since, well, simce she started here"
"Oh, that explaines why you guys looks pretty close" I smiled
"Do you wanna join us too?" Lila asked
I nodded and gave them a smile, I want to have friends here for a change
Starting that day, Ian, Lila, and I have been close and almost did everything together
Ian and I went to the same school while Lila studies in an all girls school since her parents has trust issues with 'boys'
Despite the distance, the three of us still manage to talk and spend time with each other
I often talk to them more than my other classmates and other friends who lives in the same neighbourhood
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"Mrs. Stranger?"
I was in my dream again, the same settings as the night I dreamt about the old woman who also appeared in my dream 3 years ago when I was still in the Philippines
"Mrs. Stranger, are you here?" I asked once again
I remember that she told me that I and I will need her, so I did
"I need you"
My heart beated fast when I saw her poof out of nowhere after hearing that word, 'need'
"I knew it" she smiled
Today, she was still wearing a vintage dress but it looks more modern than the previous one
"I wanna know why I keep on dreaming about that certain guy when I don't even know him in real life"
She snapped her fingers and we teleported on a living room in an old house, it was not dusty but you can really tell that it is old
"Is this the man you keep on seeing?" she asked
I took a look at the man she showed me and I couldn't recognize it, it really is blurry just like the man that appears in my dreams
I saw some of the man's outfits in one of the pictures so I recognized it directly
"It is him, I can't see his face but I know that it is him"
She nodded and kept the pictures in an album at the house, it looks like she's very familiar with the place
"I see" she said
"So what does that mean?" I asked
"Usually, when you dream about people, you can always recognize them by their faces but you are a wise one. Even though you never saw his face you recognize him by his outfits. People usually dream about someone because of thinking about them too much, like a love one or their partner. But you, you aren't any of those since you don't have a partner and you don't know your Father. It isn't someone that is in your life." she explained
I scratch my hair out of confusion, I still can't figure out who it is
"But there is one more reason and I don't think you'll believe in it" she added
"What is it?" I asked
She took a deep breath and swallowed a ball of saliva, she looked nervous
"Past Life"
-End of chapter 6-
( See you on chapter 7 )