The warm and loving voice of a familiar person reached my ears and brought me back to reality. I turned towards the source of the sound with a pale face adorned with white plaster.

Mother...

Her coffee-colored hair, which reached her waist, swayed in the air, and a radiant smile was etched on her lips.

The tears in my eyes disappeared, blurring my vision. Was this a dream? I couldn't ask anyone.

Memories of happy days flooded my mind, days when my mother looked at me with open arms and shining red eyes, with a kind smile on her lips.

But those days were gone forever. How could they return?

Mother's voice brought me back to reality.

"Jesa..."

A voice that seemed to inject warmth into the depths of my being. Monica looked at me with a kind smile.

"Where were you? I was worried about you. Look how you've dirtied your face."

Monica, with the help of the long apron and whiteness on her dress, cleaned my face with the flowers she applied. At that moment, my eyes were only on her face . All of a sudden, with a strong and gentle hit on my shoulders, she pulled me out of my daydreams. With warm and pleasant laughter, she dismissed my worries. 

"Mom, I did a terrible thing." 

"What are you talking about? What can a child do that's so terrible?"

 She said with a smile.

 "Let's go home, little lady."

Without having control over my body, I rushed towards her and hugged myself next to her.

She opened her surprised mouth with her face. 

"I didn't think you'd be like this after just an hour away from me."

Her kind hands wrapped around me and hugged me tightly. She stood on her feet and held me close to her chest. All the time she was moving towards home, I was telling her the story of the haunting nightmare that bothered me. She listened to my words with a smile, and in those moments, I felt that all my fears and concerns melted in her warm embrace, and there was nothing left but peace and security.