While he was sleeping | pigment ink on moleskine

I normally didn’t remember all my dreams but this one dream that I had few weeks ago, never got out of my mind. It haunted me. Like crazy. It will probably never leave my mind forever. I lost my son in a train to somewhere and searched for him from coach to coach while crying. After quite a while searching high and low, I heard him screaming for help. I followed his voice and discovered that a bunch of kids hid him under their seats. I grabbed him and hugged him and told him not to leave my sight ever again. You see, he’s a very hyperactive child and could never stay still for a second (even in the dream). So when we got out of the train we were happily walking to the bus stop. When we were just about to cross the road, a car pulled over near us and a man grabbed my son. I tried to pull my son out of the car but I failed. I ran after the car and shouted my son’s name endlessly while crying and screaming for help. Nobody did ever came to our rescue and next thing I knew, I woke up with my face and pillow full of tears. But I was extremely happy when I saw my son sleeping safe and soundly. I told him about the dream the next day. He cried too listening to my scary dream. He scolded me for letting him go and made up story that he got out from the car by jumping out of the window on the other side. That night, before sleeping, he asked me to hold his hand very tightly and said, that way, nobody will ever took him away from me. He also told me he loves me very much and I cried, this time, in a pool of happy tears.

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