The dream of my past

"Jill, Jill. It's your fault. You should have run ...", I suddenly wake up from my half-sleep. Bathed in sweat, I look around and my breathing is difficult. It's one of the only things I can still remember. It was the worst day of my life. The day that I lost everything, that I lost my laughter. That I've changed At which my whole life came to a turning point ...

~ Flashback ~

Screams, there are screams everywhere. My eyelids are heavy, I can't open them. It's not working. It almost hurts. But the screams and the warmth that spreads across my body. What happened?
I hear footsteps, among all the noise I can hear them. Someone with hook shoes comes to me. His walk is slow and difficult, so it is a man who comes to me and therefore not really hooked shoes. I can't think about it any longer, for it seems this is supposed to be my savior. His arms are strong and easily lift me off the floor.
I feel how the warmth continues to surround my body and the screams don't let up, but I hear this voice. She looks so familiar to me.
"Don't worry, you just mustn't open your eyes. I'll take care of everything.", His voice was calm, it seemed he could guess what kind of situation I was in. But who couldn't? The village was on fire as it seemed to me and everyone was in a state of unrest and that was only because of the pirates. They slaughter the innocent. The anger boils over in me. But why shouldn't I open my eyes?
It doesn't matter and I don't care. After all, I couldn't do anything about it or intervene in what was happening.
He carries me down a mountain through my village, certainly to the harbor. You can tell that the path goes downhill and the sea air expands a little.
But now another voice intervenes. She is well known to me.
"Leave her here !!", her voice sounds very exhausted and suddenly I notice the hard ground on my skin. It looks like I was just dropped off roughly.
"Why should I? The deal was 10 years!", You could hear that his voice showed no emotion.
Does that mean I was just a means to an end here? If there was a deal ...
"You will only take her over my corpse!", Her voice trembled and I heard furious steps and only a laugh. Now you could clearly hear that it was a strong man. His character showed.
"With so many corpses, another one doesn't bother either!" He yelled at her. Slowly and painfully I opened my eyes and couldn't believe my eyes. "SIVAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!" I shouted, but it was too late. His sword pierced Siva at that moment. Her mask fell to the floor. I slowly crawled over to her and brushed her hair back from her face.
"Live, laugh, love!" Were her last words to me before she closed her eyes forever.As a souvenir I took her mask with me and wanted to go to my 'savior' 'Shouldn't I open my eyes because of that? 'The first thing that popped into my mind was.
But I couldn't think any further. I got a blow from my alleged 'rescuer' and passed out. The next thing I can remember is the face of the blonde with the ski goggles.

~ Flashback end ~

I keep having this dream and every time I am to blame.
But I don't even know what happened.
Nothing, my memory is gone. Since that day.
"Are you okay?", I am a little startled when I hear his voice. But how could it be otherwise, once again I fell asleep in the middle of his lap. So put on your poker face.
"Yes, thanks for asking for ski goggles.", I look him in the eye and put my head back on his lap. Oh yes, I really have to give everyone such nicknames and then I never forget them. A little quirk of mine. But Paulie has known that for a long time. "I know something is wrong, Jill." His voice sounds really worried. Should I tell him? No. It's better this way.
"I can see that something is wrong." I hear a voice behind me. I lift my head to see who I am in the sun and see the owl man.
"You hardly know me at all.", I just say annoyed and get up. 'Maybe I should visit Mr Eisberg ...', it flashes through my head and without making or receiving any further comments, I walk past Paulie and Lucci and to Mr Eisberg's office.

After a few minutes I arrived and entered the office without much notice and was greeted by a beaming gentleman.
"Jillien, how do I get the honor?", He stands up and offers me his hand, of course I accept it out of politeness and then sit down.
"I wanted to ask if you mind if I leave ...", my voice sounds more subdued than it should. After all, it's outrageous, he gave me a home for nine years and now I just want to go.
"You can come and go whenever you want ..." he says, and I can feel his voice becoming more serious. He feels that something is wrong with me. After all, he raised me and taught me how to do carpentry. Of all the people here, he has known me longest together with Paulie. "It's about ..:" I continued the conversation, "That I can no longer stay here. I want to have my former life again." I have never shown so many emotions as today. Tears almost run down me when I say the sentence. After all, I don't want to leave Water Seven, but I want to be able to live again, I want to be able to laugh again and I want to be free again and Mr. Eisberg seems to understand.
"You've built a boat for yourself. Take it and go. If that's what you ask to come back, you do that.We will always offer them a home. It is regrettable to let a worker and a person like you go. But you have to be happy. "He's almost finished his speech and turns to the window. I can almost hear his grin and I go to my room with the thought of not having to say goodbye." Funny, the bag is packed. "," You cannot leave without a goodbye. I'll put a spanner in the works for you. ", and behind me there is Mister ski goggles again and I turn around and hug him." Thanks for everything. "is the only thing I bring over and I grab my bag and jump out the window. Run at lightning speed to my new boat, which is more like a surfboard. But enough space for me anyway. I hurry so that I can." I don't have to say goodbye to anyone, because that's really not my thing, but well, I've finally arrived at my destination, now climb on and off you go.
Off to the Northblue where it all began.

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That was the prologue too. I would be very happy about criticism and other things.
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