The Dream

It started off like any other dream. A black screen. A strong force of  bright white light pulled me in. It took me to this island. The clear blue waves moved along the shore, the smell of sweet sea weed, the fruity jungle. "Lala Island", I mumbled. I looked around and took a step but couldn't, my body wouldn't move. I tried harder and harder, nothing. It felt like there was a strong force, holding onto me and not letting me go. I saw a little girl in a white dress walking along the shore. I looked at her, and somehow I knew that her name was Rian. I called out to her, she looked up and started running. Tears were running down her face as she ran towards me, she took her arms out as if she was going to hug me, she called out "mommy". Everything suddenly stopped and the only thing I could see was Rian running. My heart thumped, my legs trampled as if I was going to collapse any second. She was about to grab hold of me then I woke up, crying. I could still see her face and hear her cries as I took deep breathes. This is the tenth time I've had this dream and I've always ask myself the same questions. Who is that little girl? Why did she called me mommy? Is Lala Island really real?