The Far-sighted Story

This is the letter...

___________ __, 1962

To Dogfonem,

I am suffering, yes I'm suffering. I know I'm a sinner but why me? I am Norma J. B. (the exact was written on the original letter) born out of my passion, beautiful and popular. Many people are running to me. I never expected to be like this, to be popular. I don't recognize myself anymore. I don't even know why I'm writing this letter. It is my first time to write since I became an actress. I have a secret, yes a secret. I'm having a second though if I'm going to trust this paper or not. I'm not sure if this paper will remain silent forever.

Dogfonem, yes you, you who read this letter remember this, It is not the time but they rushed the time, it is not the plan but they banned the plan. Please understand it, for I'm really suffering.

Dogfonem, a greatest secret that is happening and perhaps will happen is being unfolded to me.

One night after the movie showing of their fictional account on my checkered professional career, I met a mysterious man in the lobby of my house. He was wearing white glowing fine linen dress that was really bright. It was the first time I saw him so I'm really fright. As the minute passed by the man look at me with his sharp eyes then suddenly move closer to me. I almost faint that night, thanks to my playwright friend who came right on that moment. The man who gave me fright was suddenly gone.

From that night, my doom had just begun. I do not have any idea where that man had gone but he's always in my dreams. He's always looking at me. He wants to take me somewhere but I'm not letting him. Whoever he is I will not let him.

I am afraid to be alone. I see things that I'm not supposed to see. He's always there looking at me. He is trying to take me somewhere and tell me something. I already asked my psychiatrist about my vivid dreams but even she couldn't understand what's happening to me. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of running away from him. Who he is? What he wants from me? God please help me!

Yesterday I saw him again but not in my dreams but in actuality. Now, he's wearing black fine linen. I felt so strong and I did not felt frightened. When I saw him moving closer to me I just stood waiting him. I' m not scared anymore. I had just remembered what my chaplain told me, Be not afraid for God is always at my side.

While he was moving closer to me I was wondering what's his purpose of seeing me always in my dreams. Is he a ghost, an angel or a devil? I was thinking all of this when he suddenly spoke.

"I know you are ready Norma," he said.

I did not understand what he meant by that but I remain silent. He walked nearer to me and told me to look on the wall of this room, the one beside the cabinet. Upon looking on the wall I found a round hole on it. It's like a window on the wall but on the other side I'm seeing a wide ocean.

I'm starting to be scared but he told me to be calm. He said he will going to show me something so I quickly took my tranquilizer to control my nervous.