fairytale 1

I had a nightmare once—I’m not sure when I had it, but dad was around at that time. So I must be younger than 10.

What I remembered from that dream was that it seems to me that the scene was in 2D cartoon drawing—of fast moving white elephants.

Imagine it happening on a dry, open and vast land--with no trees .
I was watching them as if it’s on a screen; from the third person point of view. They were running as fast as horses do, they were huge, and heavy. The earth was shaking so hard and dust was fogging my view. But there; upon a big stone, stand one elephant. I was very sure she looked like one of those elephants drawn for Disney’s cartoon. But her face was uglier and furious too. She was screaming at me. She was angry. And her screaming was so loud that I couldn’t make out any of what she was saying.

Yet, it all seems like silence. All that sound seems to make up silence in my memory—because I can’t understand the noise, the shouting, the voices, the screaming… I can’t.

I was horrified. I woke up sweating. I was in my (then) room with my sister. So without hesitating, I ran out to my parents’ room—twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open and I saw my mom and dad standing apart from each other. It was 2, 3 in the morning I think because mom was supposed to go for work already. So…well, people don’t stand in those poses at 2, 3 in the morning for nothing.

Anyway, I ran to mom and she tucked me back into bed. I had a fever the next day.

I guess the angry white and screaming ugly elephant was mom and dad.