*Beep, Beep, Beep*... I can hear 3 beeps. My body feels really tired, but at the same time, relaxed. *beep, beep, beep* I hear that again. I try to open my eyes but I'm too tired to do it. *beep, beep, beep" okay that's starting to annoy me. I try to lift me arm, but I can't. It's not my fault this bed is so cozy. *beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beeeeeep!!!*
"OKAY, THAT'S IT" I yell.
I force my eye open. I lift my whole upper body up. Then with I slam the snooze button with my finger.
I look around, no explosion, no falling debris, no collisions. Looks like it was all just a dream. A nightmare.
Then I hear someone say, "Morning sleeping beauty" with a cheerful tone.
I turn my head to the left. I see a boy, with black hair, a little out of place. With a smooth-looking face except the 1.5 inch scar on the cheek. He has his light brown eyes and a housewarming smile. I see he's holding a plate and napkin while wearing an apron and his uniform. Clearly he's done cooking our food.
Okay, we're not living together like gays, but his my roommate/friend. We weren't orphans, but, just, one college. And in the dorm, I'm stuck with him. He also clearly likes to wake up early while I don't. He still has that childish personality due to some incident. He's not very burly at all, but his a little taller than me.
I say, "Whatever Neal"
Then he reply...
"Why'd you woke up late"
"Why'd you woke up early" I reply.
He chuckles, and then continues...
"Of course, it's good for your heart, and I got morning class"
"You're own fault" I reply, again.
"Well, I got your favorite breakfast, and I've eaten mine, so... bon apetit" he say.
Then that boy takes his bag and goes straight towards the door and leaves. tch, what a rush.
Finally, the smell of the omelet reach my nostril. I was so tempted that I quickly jump out of bed and speed-walk to the table. Yes, I know, I should've eaten on the cafeteria. But, this is last night's leftover so, why bother going when I can chow down here.
I enjoy every bite. God, I'm addicted to eggs. well, not a Woman's "egg" but, ugh, chicken's or duck's. Something like that. After my delicious breakfast, I drink my water. But I misplaced the bottle and it spill on the newspaper.
I'm shocked. I try to wipe it but the water is already absorbed to the paper. Now this is weird, the paper clearly absorbed the water equally, but there are some words on the newspaper perfectly dry. So I read the words. Just for fun.
The weird thing is, the words are premonition, disaster, and five.
Suddenly, I felt dizzy. I can barely stand. My whole body trembles and lots of sweat are pouring out. I almost pass out. But it just... stop, like it was nothing.
I see my watch and... Shoot! I've only got 45 minutes until my next class. I quickly take a bath, get my things ready. Then I open the door and leave my room. Although that's over, I can't forget what happen to me earlier. Why did it happen? and why did my dream this morning... felt so real, like it was going to happen.
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The Premonition (on hold)
Paranormalne19 years old, Daniel Smithson wake up with a bad dream that there will be a disaster. later that day, he remembers he had some kind of premonition about a car accident involving a 19 years old boy in his neighborhood. Although his friend Neal Conner...