She Cried Out

In my dream I heard a young child as she screamed for help. I woke to find that I hadn’t been sleeping at all. The voice was really there. But I was completely alone. I cried as I realized that the voice I had heard wasn’t a child’s; it wasn’t even someone else’s. That voice was my own as I cried out for help. I had forgotten and buried that voice so long ago that I didn’t recognize it at all anymore. But now I remembered and I had to do something about it.