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I laid down, closing my eyes to sleep. Although, nothing happened as I wasn't used to going to bed so early.

It wasn't until this tall figure wearing a long black robe appeared in front of me.

It stretched its arms out, it's palms facing me, as if it was going to shoot a ray of God's light at me. It then moved it's arms out to the side, and then above it's head. It closed its hands, and when it opened them again, these little sparks and fireworks came flying out.

Although none of this was actually happening, it felt so real. So real, to the point where I could feel some type of energy falling down the sides of my head.

The figure then started to leave, flying towards the sun. It wasn't until it was about halfway that it turned around and came back to me.

It appeared so close to my face. And then, everything became white. And it got whiter, and whiter. And each time the light before my eyes got brighter, I could physically feel my eyes start to look up.

It got to the point where it felt like my eyes were going to roll back. I suddenly snapped my eyes open.

Everything was fine. Everyone else was asleep. Nothing was wrong or different. I was still in my room.

I closed my eyes again.

The figure was already waiting there for me. The opening for the face became smokey. It looked like a really wide tornado.

I stood there, looking deeply into the robe, but there was nothing there.

And then it disappeared.

And I saw it.

It was a word in all capital letters. It was white and surrounded by nothing but black.

It made no sense to me.

The word

was Yoongi.

I continued this dream, or whatever it was. The figure was in front of me again, but this time, moved to the left, and then slowly to the right.

It happened again. So suddenly. The figure disappeared and I saw nothing but a white word surrounded by black.

This time, the word was love.

I really couldn't put the two together, but I continued on, not giving it much thought.

I figured that maybe I was supposed to get a word from each side, the left, the right, and from right in front of me.

I turned my head to the left, my actual head moving along without me making it. But nothing ever happened.

It wasn't until I was thinking about how I was going to write this story that the third word appeared on the right side.

It said gold.

Yoongi. Love. Gold.

I shrugged my shoulders as I lay there with my eyes closed, thinking, "well, yeah."

Then there was nothing. A close up of a piano appeared after a while. Some fast, high pitched notes were being played. It was switching between two notes. There were also some lower notes being played. It was the melody.

I had never heard this tune in my life. It was beautiful. It made me want to get up and write it all down, but I couldn't. I physically could not, it was like I was in a trance, as well as mentally, because I thought it's too late, why would I write this?

Then I started to wonder, "what is this music trying to show me?" Every single song paints a picture. When you hear "Call Of The Valkyries", you think of troops riding in on horses, about to attack.

When you hear "The Nutcracker", you think not only of Christmas time, you also think of the play.

So as I began to watch the story the music was giving me, I saw a woman, wearing a long, white gown, with a long veil. Her dad was escorting her down the aisle.

There were many rows of people sitting down on either side of her. It was a very green scenery.

She got to her fiancée and the priest.

It wasn't until she turned to the side that I realized

The bride

was me

And the soon to be married husband

was none other than

Min Yoongi.