I felt so absorbed in reading this novel by a certain Janice Kaiser that I went to bed when the roosters in the neighborhood had started crowing. As I sank into unconsciousness, it was raining. With my backpack inside my white and black rain coat, I was trudging my way to school. The flooded pavement towards the entrance plus the puddles on the semi-concrete ground made it feel that my waders were useless, they were wet but I proceeded anyway.
I walked past a plomp girl, Chinese-looking. She was wearing a pink jacket and sporting an artificial blond hair in pony tail. The long queue of students waiting at the entrance for the routine check put me waiting aside taking off my rain coat. Beside me were ROTC officers superciliously looking at the faces scooting in the campus for their respective classes. It was in the morning.
As I readied my bag for the inspection, the girl in pink jacket just cut in. I gave her a dirty look and she realized how rude she was to bypass the queue. She said her apology while I gestured with my hand that was ok. That was all and my eyes opened to a brighter world, I saw my boyfriend sleeping with an old white jersey on. I felt some fingers, a thumb and an index perhaps thrusting their way to my mouth. I couldn’t see whom they belonged to. Next thing, I heard some squeashing sound. The sound of a tooth being rooted out. I started moaning in terror. AJ was right beside me, and slapped me in for the reality. It was a nightmare.
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This is also one of my recurrent dreams where I often see my self carrying a backpack.
The presence of my expectant dad and hopeful younger brother greet me on my arrival. They thought I'd be coming home with my mom. My dad asks me the whereabouts of my mom and I tell him I am plain clueless where she is.
Looks like they had been waiting for her as they tell me she has been missing for months. The ambiance at home is sullen. I see my dad and brother inside what seems like a constructed water reservoir or a concrete water tank. The interior has the verisimilitude of a cave. My dad and younger brother have been working on meters and meters of flexible pbc pipes. Water gushing out from each of the intertwined pipes which are connected to our house just above the cave-like structure.
Before finally getting inside the house, I sit down with my dad while putting my backpack on my lap. We start talking about the water supply in the village and he tells me that the price of water there has skyrocketed at 10 cents per bucket. I tell him it's nonsense and we start comparing the prices. I argue that a drum of water only costs 20 cents and ask why the hell they have to settle for buckets. I add that 5 cents is pretty expensive for a bucket and the simple talk turns into an argument. I manage to leave immediately and avoid igniting the argument.
The inside of the house is submerged in water. Gives me the idea that I am a fish swimming his way in and out of my room. I unpack and proceed to my parents' room to double check my mom. I see her clothes lying in bed but she is still nowhere to be found. As I swim out of the room, I see two giant janitor fishes as big as the normal size of sharks. They are inside the bed's mosquito net and they get agitated. One of them manages to bite my right leg and I scream. My brother whom I saw earlier comes to the rescue.
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