Dreams and the Talent Show

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As she was sleeping peacefully through the night, the girl would always wake up screaming. She would always have the same dream every single night since her fourteenth birthday. She was sick and tired of it and didn’t have an idea of what it meant. For all she wanted was for the dream to go away.

The dream would always start with her on center stage in one of the most enormous and beautiful places she had ever seen. She noticed how a single ray of light would shine down upon her face. It was very dark, she couldn’t tell how many people were there but she could hear their screams, apparently they were cheering for her. She was the center of attention. She was so happy because this was her lifetime dream, to sing for people, to be very popular, and very famous.

Her dream finally came true, and while she was enjoying the excitement she noticed something between the darkness, something very strange and unusual. At that moment it didn’t click because she couldn’t see clearly that the strange thing was near a familiar face, someone she knew. She got caught up in the moment’s excitement that she didn’t pay attention to the strange thing. She took it as nothing important, as if it didn’t matter.

The day went on as if it were an ordinary day. She went to school, hanged out with her friends; everything normal, up until that point. Her mom then came and picked her up with her grandma, and that’s when she remembered the familiar face she had seen earlier, it had been her grandma. She remembered about that strange thing she saw and started to wonder what it was, that’s when she saw it again. This time there was light and she could see clearly what it was, and that was when all the tragedy started happening. The most horrible of things ...

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...n, the bullet slowly getting closer to her grandma and then passing right through her heart. Blood was everywhere she couldn’t do anything to prevent it, she told her grandma “I’m so sorry grandma!! I knew this was going to happen and I didn’t do anything about it. I have been dreaming about this for a long time. It was like a sign that I didn’t pay attention to.” Her grandma replied, “Don’t worry; this was going to happen sooner or later. Don’t blame yourself for it; it’s not your fault. I love you.” “I love you too grandma,” she said. Then her grandma died.

The girl regretted not having been able to save her grandma. Her dream was a sign; it was a warning to allow her to save her. The dream was a signal to try and change things, to prevent them from happening and provoking a tragedy. That girl was me, and that will be a regret I will have for the rest of my life.
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