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Mina and The Cupboard
Chapter 1
There was no light in the cupboard. I couldn’t see anything except for my blue bear with its bold, bright colour almost glowing blue rays around. My dad bought it for my 6th birthday and I named her Bluey. I had been sitting in the cupboard counting stars since the air raid siren had gone off. “One hundred and twenty stars one hundred and twenty…” and there was the flat white siren. I could not hear the roaring sound of the aeroplanes anymore. All of a sudden, there was a silence like waking up from a bad dream and realising that it was all just a nightmare. We all have nightmares, right? Some are loud like a blast; some are low like a hiss! But, some come back every day with a revenge, just like mine. Everyone’s nightmares are different just like everyone’s dreams are different. Maybe some have a nightmare of monsters and the black abyss and in their dream, they become an extraordinary hero to kill the monster and save the world. Maybe their dream is that they did not have those nightmares of monsters and the black storms so they did not have to hide in the cupboard for hours like me. But mine was different as it was a nightmare when I was wide awake and had to run to hide in the cupboard. But I was not alone there. I had a hero there with me.
I could hear mum calling my name nervously, “Mina, where are you?
“Are you ok? Mina, stop day dreaming again and come out.”
I stepped out from the under stairs cupboard hastily and I ran to find Pepper my little dog. I chose that name the very day my dad walked in with him. He was very tiny and I could see his rib cage showing under his brown fur. My dad had found him lying next to his mother who was hit by a car and left by side of the road.
There was no sign of Pepper anywhere inside. “Where could he be”, I said to myself. “He must be day dreaming while lying down lazily”, I thought. Or he could be in the underground shelter in the garden that my dad dug up for him last year when we moved to the new country house in the North west near the Taq-e Bostan Rock in Kermanshah. I know Pepper is terrified of the loud noises of the jets. He runs to the shelter with fear in his eyes and barking even before the sirens wail. The dogs know and he is a very smart dog.
Do dogs daydream? Do they have nightmares as I do? I wanted to ask my dad. To me he would seem to have an answer for everything. But I hadn’t seen dad for about six months now. He was told that he had to sign up to join the army to fight against the enemies. I overheard dad telling mum he didn’t want to leave us.
“Why don’t you tell them that you don’t want to fight dad”, I asked.
“My little star, I am not allowed to choose or they will come to take me by force. Don’t you worry my sunshine, daddy will be back home very soon”, he said.
“Be good while I am away, ok?” he said. I smiled and hugged him so tight.
That morning was the last time I saw my father and mum cried that whole day.
TO BE CONTINUED
© Mojos
There was no light in the cupboard. I couldn’t see anything except for my blue bear with its bold, bright colour almost glowing blue rays around. My dad bought it for my 6th birthday and I named her Bluey. I had been sitting in the cupboard counting stars since the air raid siren had gone off. “One hundred and twenty stars one hundred and twenty…” and there was the flat white siren. I could not hear the roaring sound of the aeroplanes anymore. All of a sudden, there was a silence like waking up from a bad dream and realising that it was all just a nightmare. We all have nightmares, right? Some are loud like a blast; some are low like a hiss! But, some come back every day with a revenge, just like mine. Everyone’s nightmares are different just like everyone’s dreams are different. Maybe some have a nightmare of monsters and the black abyss and in their dream, they become an extraordinary hero to kill the monster and save the world. Maybe their dream is that they did not have those nightmares of monsters and the black storms so they did not have to hide in the cupboard for hours like me. But mine was different as it was a nightmare when I was wide awake and had to run to hide in the cupboard. But I was not alone there. I had a hero there with me.
I could hear mum calling my name nervously, “Mina, where are you?
“Are you ok? Mina, stop day dreaming again and come out.”
I stepped out from the under stairs cupboard hastily and I ran to find Pepper my little dog. I chose that name the very day my dad walked in with him. He was very tiny and I could see his rib cage showing under his brown fur. My dad had found him lying next to his mother who was hit by a car and left by side of the road.
There was no sign of Pepper anywhere inside. “Where could he be”, I said to myself. “He must be day dreaming while lying down lazily”, I thought. Or he could be in the underground shelter in the garden that my dad dug up for him last year when we moved to the new country house in the North west near the Taq-e Bostan Rock in Kermanshah. I know Pepper is terrified of the loud noises of the jets. He runs to the shelter with fear in his eyes and barking even before the sirens wail. The dogs know and he is a very smart dog.
Do dogs daydream? Do they have nightmares as I do? I wanted to ask my dad. To me he would seem to have an answer for everything. But I hadn’t seen dad for about six months now. He was told that he had to sign up to join the army to fight against the enemies. I overheard dad telling mum he didn’t want to leave us.
“Why don’t you tell them that you don’t want to fight dad”, I asked.
“My little star, I am not allowed to choose or they will come to take me by force. Don’t you worry my sunshine, daddy will be back home very soon”, he said.
“Be good while I am away, ok?” he said. I smiled and hugged him so tight.
That morning was the last time I saw my father and mum cried that whole day.
TO BE CONTINUED
© Mojos
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