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I remember it clearly. I was standing if front of my school as I watched her approach me. As soon as my eyes met her cold glare, I knew who she was. Her slow walk came to a stop a foot in front of me. Her face showed no expression at all. I watched her as she watched me. Her skin pressed tightly to her bones, almost pale as paper. Her hair seemed dark as the night-sky, and was more flat than the pavement we stood on. Her body reminded me of a vase; a body every woman wanted. Its was obvious to see that she was examining my looks too.
Time didn't pass by. Its more like it was frozen. I could barely tell I was breathing. Then again, maybe I wasn't. It was odd that nobody was around; maybe they were, but I just wasn't paying attention that much. The truth was: I couldn't even search for people if I tried, for her cat-like eyes were like dancing green flames staring into mine. The gaze was hypnotising. I was almost afraid to look away.
Her hand stretched out and her fingers slid lightly down my jaw line. Her fingers approached my chin and became a grasp that only lasted seconds, then her hand slipped away back down to her side.
My skin felt colder where she had touched me for a moment, then I felt nothing at all. Her skin was soft, similar to a young child's.
She spoke quietly with a voice as smooth as silk "I've missed you." her face holding no expression again.
I answered her suddenly with tension and fear in my voice "I've missed you too." it was a reaction to say that, by all means I didn't mean it. Out of everyone in the world, she was the last person I expected, or wanted to see today; or anyday for that matter.
She smiled, amused with my reaction. Her teeth were even more white than her skin. I took a deep breath. She seemed so clam, at ease, happy, when I knew it could change at any moment. I was so afraid that I feel that I will be haunted for the rest of my life. Words couldn't nearly describe the fear and pain of memories that was burning inside me right now. I wanted this to end, very badly. I wanted Constance to be out of my life forever.
Suddenly, it did end. I woke up.