The surroundings remind me of my university campus – its unique, strange but beautiful architectural design and the river that stretches throughout the area – there were people there but faceless (as usual). The only people I could distinguish was a guy named Nabil, whom I work with in the university's newsletter, and a little girl, whom I've never seen before in my life. She looked caucasian, about 7-10 years old, with fair skin and light-colored eyes (though I don't remember if they were blue or brown). She was bald and was wearing a hospital gown and I remember she was quite thin. She had rosy, thin lips and a bright, innocent smile on her face.
What was so strange about this girl was that I recognized her as a really close friend of mine. I took to her like someone I was really fond of. Like a sister, but she was nowhere related to me in any way. I see her coming my way and I welcome her with open arms, hugging her tightly.
The Dream shifts and it is evening. I've been walking around the area and I realize that my two friends aren't with me. I start getting worried, especially for the little girl. I find Nabil's handphone all of a sudden and a text message from him saying that they were both locked in the freezer room. I find the room (somewhere in the campus) and unlock it. Its steel blue and frozen with ice and snow on the inside. It's a little dark but I can make out a circling staircase, that stops at the ceiling, and two figures sitting atop of it. I call out to Nabil and he stirs, his clothes covered by a thin layer of ice. The girl was climbing down the staircase and her skin was so pale, almost turning blue. I grab her first and take her out, worried that her sickness could have gotten worse. She was fine though. Just happy to see me.
Time passes and her skin starts to change. Dry sores appear on her head and face, which looked almost like bad, burnt marks but she keeps smiling as if nothing's wrong. I had a gut feeling that I wouldn't be seeing her after this so I took the moment as a farewell. I bent down and asked her to forgive me if I hadn't been able to take care of her that well. She giggles and I'm not sure if she said anything to me but it looked as if she said 'there was nothing to forgive', even as her sores were looking worse. Her smiling face made me feel better but I end up crying my eyes out.
I hug her bald head and say to her, “You're the most kind-hearted person I've ever met,” with tears in my eyes. I kiss her on her forehead and soon after that she is gone, shifting with the rest of my Dreams. I wake up with tears soaking my pillow.
I have never felt a love for a child as strongly as I had for this girl, whom I don't even know in real life. In the Dream, I felt as if I loved her with all my heart. Like a sister; like a friend; almost like a daughter even. And, unless God wills differently, I don't think I will see her again. But every time I picture her smiling face, with her bald head and little pearly whites, I will smile too.
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