I was not alone

aaaaaaaaaaThis question arose every second when I faced them and I kept reassuring myself though falsely that I was not alone. But after a few moments I had to accept the fact that I was indeed alone. Now I had no other option but to run away as fast as possible and the very next moment I was on my feet. Not knowing any ways and thus conceding defeat to those daemons I struggled hard. Every step and turn I took I could see three shadows rushing towards me. Tears started flowing as I screamed at the top of my voice, but the more I screamed not a single voice was heard. As the tears completely covered my vision, my legs hit hard on something on my way and the next moment I had tumbled down. As I had no energy what so ever to get up I could see the three daemons closing on me. Helplessly I tried to move with my hands but in vain. I screamed hard for help, but as those dirty hands came close to me I closed my eyes, to feel them on me. I waited for long but just could not feel anything on me. What had happened was not known and I didn’t want to know. I didn’t have the courage of opening my eyes and facing them once more. But then suddenly I could feel something on me. Yes indeed I could feel it, but it was different. It was a sense of caressing. What was it? I started feeling that some one was indeed answering my question. I opened my eyes to see one of the unbelievable sites of all times. I could see the three daemons getting away from me but with a scare on their faces. Why was it? Why were they scared of me? I was just a helpless lad in front of them. But indeed they were running away from me and it seems they were running for their life. But as I saw them going back I could still feel the caress on my head. I couldn’t wait any further to see what it was. As my tears vanished and as I started getting back my vision I could see someone very familiar standing with me with a hand on my head, even the smell was familiar. I rubbed my eyes to get a closer view of who he was and to my surprise and to my hearts content and happiness I could see my father wishing me with that great sweet smile of his “Good Morning dear wake up”.