Last night was filled with terrible (one of them being funny looking back, but at the time terrifying) dreams. First was about zombies.
I was dared to sleep in this “haunted house”. Of course I was trying to be brave and nonchalant about it, so I walked around the house boasting about how I wasn’t scared. It went on for hours and the entire time this phone in the bathroom kept ringing. My plan was not to answer it because it was just a phone call to amp me up and get me scared.
Eventually I couldn’t take the ringing anymore and answered it. I instantly got an automated female voice listing off a 395-XXXX number that had been disconnected. I laughed and the voice continued.
“Suddenly a zombie appeared in the elevator!”
I stopped. “Wait…what?”
“He was heading to the ballroom for a meeting at the Crowne Plaza.”
“What the fu-“
“It was room 395.”
I threw the phone down and stared at it for a moment. At the time it was a bit frightening, but looking back it was so random.
Then I decided to get some sleep in while it was dark. Big mistake. I woke up (in the dream) to being completely alone in the room where everyone decided to sleep. I wandered out into the living room and each room I looked into there were zombies of my friends and family. I ended up running to the end of a hallway and into a room…that was filled with them.
I woke up at that point, heart racing.
After a few minutes I calmed down and decided to go back to sleep. This is where the terrible dream came into play.
Most of the dream was spent shopping for camping/hiking supplies. (I apparently LOVE to do that in my dreams because it happens ALL the time.) I eventually ended up back in an apartment where I was walking around telling my friends about my plans for the camping trip. They started to get bored with it so I decided to tell them about my previous dream with the weird funny phone call.
Then the cat started to freak out. I tried to comfort him but he was completely spazzing. A single, haunting siren followed. Almost like a tornado warning siren. I thought it was strange for it to only go off once, so I peaked outside to see masses of people walking into the street. I called my friends over and then we looked to the sky.
There it was. A giant meteor hurdling toward us.
I only had a moment to look to my friends and ask, “Are we going to die?”
To which they replied, “Yes.” I leaned in and hugged, beginning to cry, when everything went white and all I could feel was burning and pressure.
Then I woke up.
Let’s just say, I appreciate life right now. So much. Don’t let it go by without realizing how precious it is. One day you’ll stare death in the face and think about what you COULD HAVE DONE but never did. It’s short. Experience it, enjoy it, and LIVE IT.
Done being sappy <3