Chapter 56

While spring was the start of something beautiful and warm. To Ollie, it had been the start of unending nightmares and haunting memories.

Spring had always been tainted to him. He’d always associated it to the death of his mother. And the beginning of his father infliction of unending pain

So while others had a brilliant outlook to the beginning of spring, Ollie did not. Because it came with all it baggage and thorn. And though, all those times of torture had long gone, the memory still stuck to him. The nightmares. The gnawing feelings. The sleepless nights.

But today, it changed. For the first time, Ollie slept without memories of the pasts haunting him nor to his demons lurking behind the darkness waiting for him to shut his eyes.

He didn’t wake up to a banging headache nor did he had to listen to the tick tock of the clock because he couldn’t sleep. He didn’t have to bury his head in load of works because he couldn’t shut his eyes.

It looked like a simple concept, insomnia but