The Revelation

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I woke up drenched in my own sweat. I had a nightmare that felt too real for comfort. I could feel the goosebumps on my skin despite the warm temperature of the room. I looked at my watch; it was only three in the morning. I tried to clear my head and go back to sleep, but no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept replaying the horrific scenes from my dream.

I finally decided to get up and get some fresh air. I grabbed my coat and walked out of my front door and into the street. The air was chilly, but the silence was peaceful. As I walked down the deserted street, I spotted a strange figure standing near my car. I approached the figure slowly, thinking it might be a thief or a vandal.

As I got closer, the figure turned around. To my surprise, it was my late grandfather, who had passed away a few years ago. I was shocked, confused, and scared all at once. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming again, but his presence was too real to ignore.

"Grandpa, is it really you?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yes, my child, it's me," he replied with a warm smile.

I couldn't believe it. I had so many questions, but my mind went blank at the moment. He was the last person I expected to see in the middle of the night at an empty street.

"What are you doing here, Grandpa?" I finally managed to ask.

"I came to deliver a message," he said with a serious tone.

"A message? What kind of message?" I asked eagerly.

He paused for a moment and looked deep into my eyes. "There is something big coming your way, my child. It's not too far away, and you need to be ready for it."

I was confused and scared all at once. What could be coming my way that required preparation?

"What do I need to do, Grandpa? What can I do to prepare?" I asked, hoping for some answers.

"Be. Be present. Listen to your intuition. Don't ignore the signs. You have a purpose, a destiny. You must fulfill it before it's too late," he said with a sense of urgency in his voice.

I was still trying to process everything he had said when I suddenly woke up. I was back in my bed, and it was morning. It took me a few seconds to realize that it was all just a dream. But the message, the revelation, was too profound to ignore. I knew I had to take it seriously, live in the moment, and be aware of my surroundings.

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