|Tamara|
“Tammy…Tammy, wake up,”
Just like magic, I woke up hearing a cradle-like voice humming to my ears. I opened my eyes gently as if I have just woken up from years and years of slumber. Just when I finally stretched my lids open, a blurry image of a person was starting to form. I blinked a couple of times before the clouded image of that person steered clear. It was mom. I automatically smiled back after seeing her warm, gentle smile. Slowly, I try to sit up from my back. Seeing her in that situation is one thing but seeing the environment from her background, our background, brought my two brows to collide with each other. I don’t know why but I feel very at peace.
The vast grassland, blooming with different kinds of flowers, was unending. Confused, I try to roam my eyes a
