I wake up with a gasp and look around myself to see that I am still in my bedroom. So, it means whatever I have just seen is my dream. Actually, not a dream but a vivid memory of the last time of seeing my mother.
"Madi, are you okay?" I hear my best friend, Amanda's voice drift through the darkness of the room.
"Yeah, I am alright." I reply feeling my eyes getting moist because again I am lying to her.
The lights get turned on and soon enough I feel Amanda sit on my bed. I close my eyes when she starts wiping my tears before hugging me gently. I clutch her tightly while heavy sobs break through my lips. I have been bottling up so many things inside me that now, it feels suffocating to even breathe.
"Cry as much as you want, Madi. God knows how much pain you are feeling." Amanda says w
