I woke up with a start. My heart was violently pounding in my chest. I touched my cheeks and felt hot tears profusely streaming down my face. I realized at that point that I was muttering no! no! repeatedly under my breath. I was confused at first then I remembered, I remembered the horror I just escaped.

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It started out happy. I had this feeling of anticipation and I was anxious for something to happen. The environment I was in was familiar. I recognized it to be our family house, the one we live in at the moment.

In the dream I was alone in the house. I realized the anxiousness and anticipation was because my family was due to arrive on that day. They'd gone away on a weekend trip. On the day they left I had an argument with my mum about something I couldn't even remember. I just knew that whatever it was, it was stupid and that was the reason I was left behind.

They left on a Friday and were due to arrive on Monday by noon. I had three days alone to think long and hard about what I'd done and said and all I could feel at that time was regret and remorse . I missed my family terribly, the depth of this emotion surprised me because as much as I wanted to be alone sometimes I never want to be left alone again this long with the knowledge that they were somewhere having fun and laughing without me.

I cleaned and arranged the whole house, I even prepared my mum's favorite dish in preparation for their arrival. I looked at the clock and it was 11:45 am. I couldn't stand the wait any longer so I left the house and walked down the road towards a junction I was sure they'd come through. I got there by 11:51 am . I stood by the street corner looking at every car that approached hoping it would be them. It felt like I stood there for hours but it was just 12:01 when I checked the time again. It's funny how time seems to crawl when you are anticipating something.

By 12:03 I saw and recognized the familiar red Toyota car which was the family car. I felt a huge smile start to form on my face as I started to wave with both hands at them. Just as they were about to make a right turn , a Jeep appeared from the opposite side at a high speed. It all happened in slow motion. I remember seeing the Jeep hit our car. The driver realizing too late stepped on the breaks but the Jeep didn't stop immediately because of its initial speed. I watched my dad lose control of the steering wheel because of the impact. The car went into a skid and finally stopped. The doors on the side the car was hit looked really bad. I didn't approach the car afraid of what I'd find. Memories of the fight with my mum and other things I had done came rushing in and all I could do at that moment was cry and shout no! no! repeatedly hoping that my worst fear hadn't come true.

I don't exactly remember what made me wake up but I was grateful that I had. The amount of relief I felt at the thought that it was all a nightmare is unexplainable. After I calmed down and wiped my tears I prayed. First thanking God that it didn't really happen then begging Him to never let it happen. I made a silent promise to myself that I'll be better towards my family and with the memory of this nightmare ingrained into my mind I can definitely pull it off.

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