Symbolic Dream
So it seemed like the dawn of a new awakening, but when Jeremy’s eyes and mind were fully aware of his surroundings he realized he was still dreaming. He wondered how it could be so, since everything seemed so serene and real.
Jeremy’s mind plunged into a mystery ibis. He was alone and unfamiliar with the path painted before him. Suddenly he was struck with deja vu and he realized he has been to this place before. He then pinched himself to see if he was really sleeping and felt nothing. What is this strange place? He asked himself. Why does it seem like I’ve been here before?
Something suddenly rustled in the woods and he instantly felt like he was in a horror film with bystanders watching his every move. He turned to the direction he heard the sound and he seen nothing. Wait! What the hell is that? I’m freaking myself out, it must be an animal he thought to himself. But no! The dark shadow figure began to prance and it’s eyes started glowing yellow. What the hell? He begins to run, but trips and smashes his face in the pavement.
As Jeremy’s body dangled in the arms of a stranger he became quite confused as he came to. What’s going on? Who is this? Where am I? The stranger seemed to keep calm with a smile on his face. Is this guy going to kill me? Why doesn’t he have a shirt on? It’s so cold outside.
Jeremy was afraid, but at the same time he felt content. Why all these mixed emotions? Before he spoke a word to this stranger, he couldn’t help but notice the symbolic tattoos on this man’s chest. This guy was buff and surprisingly really warm, sweating even. He had long straight black hair and tan skin. Quite attractive as well!
“Where am I?” Jeremy managed to shake out. This stranger just looked at him and kept his steady pace on the same path leading towards a bright opening. “Dude, let me go!” This stranger continued on like he heard not a word from Jeremy’s mouth. Jeremy wanted to break free from this weirdos grip, but even just the thought of it was overwhelming. He smashed his face pretty good and he could taste blood in his mouth.
The surroundings became bright around them and he felt like he was in heaven. Am I dead? He instantly felt calmness. A soft voice could be heard murmuring in hymns he could not understand. The stranger knelt down gently to place Jeremy steadily on the floor. Before him was a beautiful woman with long dark wavy hair and green eyes wearing a white silhouette dress and pearl sandals. She had the same symbolic art around her neck, but not in tattoos but wrapped around in a necklace.
The woman spoke “Hello Jeremy, I’ve been searching for you which seems like forever.” Jeremy couldn’t speak for a moment he was so lost trying to put the pieces of this puzzle together. Taking in all the details of the room he was in. Beautiful architectural structures all around him stretching along the walls up to the ceiling like ivy vines. The ceiling was painted beautifully in a symbolic sun with rays of light shinning down perfectly capturing all the details in the room.
Jeremy finally spoke “who are you guys?” The woman gracefully paced herself towards him and wrapped her arms around him with such a warm embrace and started sobbing. He couldn’t help himself, but wrap his arms back around her in a very tight grip, not understanding why he felt a belonging. A feeling he’s always searched for his entire life. The woman backed away a few inches with her hands on his cheeks and a soft gaze looking into his eyes “I’m your mother.” She gestures towards the man “and this is your brother, we have been looking for you for quite some time.”
Jeremy awoke the next day. There was food on the side table next to him with some coffee and a letter addressed from his mother and father. He’s been in the hospital the last few weeks recovering from COVID. His asthma always got the best of him, but when this COVID hit it seemed like a death sentence otherwise he was quite healthy. He opened the letter first thing and it read “Dear Jeremy, since your death scare we wanted to tell you the truth.”