The Last Realization
by Amrita Bhatia
“Jack look out!”
He was running as fast as he could to save himself from another one of her bouts of aggression.
He woke up, sweat trickling down his forehead.
Why did he get the same dream every single night? For once he wanted a good night’s sleep.
As he groped around in the dark he toppled over his toys lying on the floor.
“What’s wrong Jack?? You alright??”
“You are sweating Jack; tell me did you get that dream again?”
“Everything’s going to be alright, don’t you worry”
He cuddled in his mothers’ arms, trying to get together the pieces of what seemed like a jigsaw puzzle.
“Tell me why mother? You know it, don’t you?” he said, tears streaming down his cheeks
She finally gave in, “It was a bad day Jack, and you were throwing one of your tantrums, running all around the house and you somehow managed to get out of the front door.
It all came back to him. He was running across the garden lawn, and before he knew it a car’s shrill horn rang through his ears. Then, it was darkness that engulfed him.
“I can see a bright light, mother” he could feel himself rising towards it, and he could see his mother crying and smiling at the same time.
“Now you know Jack, and that’s why I was here waiting for this day so you could finally rest in peace”
If only he had eaten the vegetables……