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Planification

  Two days went by and I was at the airport. All of the people there gave me anxiety, I couldn't get the figure out of my head, as if it means something, I was considering seeing a doctor, check my eyesight, As I was looking at the clock in front of me, waiting for it to hit 9 o'clock, the figure. The figure was back. I could feel the blood pump harder through my veins, my shoulders, tensed up and I was praying to God that it was again, just my imagination, I repeated in my head,,It's just a dream, it's just a dream". Thankfully when I was on the verge of tears, of built-up anxiety, my alarm went off. I turned the little buzz from my pocket off, then I looked up, hoping that the bad,,dream"  was over. I got up and on the way home I was.....