Imagine there's a video full of nightmarish and shocking images circulating. As soon as you've watched it, your phone rings and a voice whispers "You have 7 days left..."
me a greater appreciation for the relationships I have with them, and I am determined to make the most of it.
early morning, around 6:29.
I hate it when I'm sleeping perfectly and my phone beeps anyway. I got a message from my ex boyfriend, sevi and I immediately felt my stomach drop. My first reaction was to ignore it, but then I stopped and thought about why he would be messaging me so early in the morning
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I felt different. I opened the video, and Sevi's face showed up on the screen-a face I hadn't seen in three months. "We need to talk! Please contact me when you have some free time."
I wasn't sure what to expect when Sevi asked us to talk, but I knew it was important, so I reached out as soon as I could.
Me: Hey, Sevi, what's wrong?
Sevi: I had a dream about you last night. It was a terrible nightmare
Me: I'm sorry, what was it about?
Sevi: I'm scared to mention it even...
Me: "Sevi, please tell me what it is."
Sevi: "You're lost in the woods, and you don't know how you got there. You can't move, breathe, or speak; a ghost in a black veil suddenly appeared, it was so horrible
Me: sevi calm down it was just a nightmare, I'm here and I'm fine!!
Sevi: Meybe I just miss you so much.
Sevi went offline after saying those Words
He was so confused and worried So am I. I was taken aback by Sevi's words and couldn't help but worry about what had happened to him.
I knew that he had been struggling with a lot lately, but he always seemed to have it under control until now.
I had hoped that my words of support and comfort would be enough to get him through, but now I wasn't so sure.
I lay in bed trying to reason with my thoughts, convincing myself that the words I'm seeing aren't true, but my anxiety only intensified as I came to terms with the fear of the unknown.
I cling to my sanity, telling myself that it's just a dream and that nothing bad will happen.
The hours pass, yet the words still haunt me, and the morning light brings no relief as I dread the day ahead Despite my attempts to deny it, I realize that his dreams might be trying to tell me something: that no matter how hard I try, life is unpredictable, and I need to be prepared for the worst.
