So wrote something out ot the blue and I kinda liked it…maybe there could be more who knows?
Suddenly Andrew was awake or was he? Moments ago he was lying in bed trying to get to sleep. Sleep hadn’t come easily in the past few weeks; work, his personal life and a combination of everything else going on in his life was on his mind.
Looking around it was a familiar place; he had been here before, several times in fact. But that was years since he had been here last. In the middle of the dining room he stood. The chairs were pushed in as they should and the placements directly in front of each seating. Family picture graced the walls, some were the same and some were new since he had last seen them. He looked up over his left shoulder where he knew the clock would be. 4:44 am, he should be safe from being noticed for at least a little while before they got up.
He paused for a moment and went back to look at the pictures. He smiled to himself as the children in them seemed to smile back at him. Then it hit him, how could he see things so clearly in the middle of the night. He knew the room was pitched in darkness, but yet he could see everything in the room as bright as day.
“Ow” he said to himself as he pinched himself, nope that didn’t work; he was still here. But why was he here now, how did he get here…and more importantly how was he going to get back in his bed before someone noticed him?
He took a step towards where the back door was. ‘Snap!’ something broke under his foot. Looking down he noticed the broken crayon as he lifted his boot… He must be dreaming. Why else would he be wearing boots…especially here in the middle of the night? Come to think of it, he didn’t own any boots like this or clothes like this come to think of it. Dark pants that almost had a suede velvet feel to them, a long sleeved buttoned up shirt; could be silk but he wasn’t sure. Why was he wearing this… was he dreaming this too?
“Andrew!” a little girl screeched and ran from the door way behind him. Andrew leaned over and returned the embrace of the little girl.
“Andrew, what are you doing here?” she asked.
“I don’t know why I’m here”
“You never called, you said you would”
Andrew released the embrace and looked at the little girl. “Wow, you’ve gotten big, you’ve grown so much”
Tears ran from the little girls eyes “I’ve missed you so much”
“I’ve missed you too little one” Part of Andrew wanted to cry when he heard her say that. “Listen I don’t know why I am here or how I got here and you can’t tell anyone you’ve seen me ok”
The little girl nodded sadly “Will you come back?”
“I don’t know” Andrew replied “I’m not sure how I got here in the first place, but I will try to visit you again”
The little girls smiled
“You’d better get yourself back to bed little one, you don’t want mommy getting mad at you for being up so early”