I blinked as I regained consciousness.
I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me?
Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand.
Everything was right in front of my eyes yet too blured to see what was there.
I could make out that two person were lying on the floor covered in blood.
Trying to figured out who they were but it was too dark and its getting blurer and blurer as i approach them.
i don't know what to do, i start screaming but i can't hear my own voice.
I'm scared my hands were bloody red and i had a knife.
I don't know what happen i couldn't remember anything.
Did i kill someone or did i do it to defend myself?
Then the room start becoming darker and darker , while my eyes widen...

Suddenly my eyes open ;
i was in my bed this whole time;
Ahhh, i was dreaming.
it was a bad dream, a very bad dream.
Then i stood up and;
i grab a water bottle that was on my table, as i was about to drink the water
i saw someone standing near my bed
i look up ;
Wait a minute, am i still dreaming?
it was me holding a knife stained with blood.
Then i see another person lying on the floor covered in blood.
As i move toward him to look at his face he suddenly open his eyes and hug me.
He then whispers in my ears...
Do you remember me ?
I push him away, then he smirk at me.

I suddenly remember his face.
Yanyan..(childhood memory)
He was a boy who grew up with me in the same orphanage but then he disappeared forever. (that's how i remember)

Yanyan i said;
what happen to you?

He replied :
i died with you , don't you remember .
we were playing in my room and you stab me with a knife
telling me it would hurt less than the world around me , you love me and
you let us die together for good
(that's how he remember)
But
He said : i never die i just disappeared from your world.
Lets go back and play with me;
yanyan has always been waiting for you.

Then he push me out of the window,
i fall...
keep on falling
till i open my eyes.

I was in my bed
but i remember now it wasn't just a dream , it was a memory of my pass.
I kill someone who was already dead;
he was my lover.
Ahhh(sight)
i've been roaming and wandering on earth for a long time...
I forgot that i already died just like he forgot who actually kills who back then.

No one knows what happen
after all its graveland your memory fades away ;
what you remember is not exactly, what actually happen.

#writeco story challenge