When I woke up that morning, I knew something was going to happen.<\/p>\n
The night before, I had a nightmare I was in a forest. There was no one around. It was unusually quiet. It was the quiet that could make people scared. I noticed that there was a cabin in front of me. It was very cool in the forest. So I walked toward it and knocked the door. <\/p>\n
“Is anyone here?” No one answered. So I just pushed the door and went into the house. It was very small, just about the size of a small room. There was a desk, a book and a box on it. I opened the book and I saw a horrible picture: a man was crashed by a car. Suddenly, the lid of the box opened and a doll jumped out of the box. It cried out with a low thick voice, “The one in the picture will die!”
Then I woke up with a scream. It was the most terrible dream that I had had in 21 years.
The weather on that day was good. It was sunny but my mood was not as good as the weather. I was worried about the dream. I was afraid that what the doll in the dream said would happen. I believed that I knew the one in the picture. As a young doctor, seeing life and death, I didn’t want to see any tragedies. <\/p>\n
In the hospital, I could not concentrate on my work.
I always thought, “Who is the one in the picture? Would he die finally?”<\/p>\n
Just then, John, my colleague, who was also my friend came into my office. He looked at me and asked, “What’s wrong? You look tired.” I told him about the nightmare.
“I think you should take a rest. Relax. It’s just a dream. Let’s have lunch!”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
On the way to the restaurant, I was still thinking about it. When we walked across the road, suddenly, I had a gasp, and I stopped. John turned to me and said, “What’s wrong? Come on!”
“No! It’s exactly the same place as I saw in the dream.”
I could remember everything clearly. The road was in the picture. John was the one who was crashed by a car.!
I yelled, “John, watch out!”<\/p>\n
“Bump!”
It was too late.<\/p>\n
I felt guilty about it. I thought that it was my fault. If I had recalled the picture earlier, it would not have happened. I was the only one who could stop it. So, I decided that if it happens again, I must stop it.<\/p>\n
But after several years, nothing happened. Gradually, I forgot the event.
However, the peaceful days were not long. I had the same dream again.
In the dream, I observed the picture carefully to see who was the one in the picture and what would happen.
In the vision, there was an air-conditioner falling down. I looked around the place. Tall buildings were around. It was like the residential area near… Oh! I could see the man in the picture…
“Ling…ling..!” the clock alarmed. I woke up with a scream. I could nearly see the person in the picture. <\/p>\n
The next morning, I was worried. I knew where the accident happened. But I still could not figure out who the person in the picture was! Again, I couldn’t concentrate on my job. <\/p>\n
Just then, Ken, my friend came in. He said, “Hey, I want to go to a computer shop to buy a notebook. Could you come with me?” “Of course!” Why did I say that? Because it was the place where the accident would happen.
On the way to the computer shop, there were many tall buildings with a lot of air-conditioners. To me, they all seemed to fall down at any time. I was nervous.
While I was thinking, an air-conditioner fell down just right on top of Ken. I ran to Ken and pushed him off. So, the air-conditioner didn’t hit Ken. “Yes, I do it! I save Ken successfully!” I thought.<\/p>\n
Yet, it was too early to be happy. The air-conditioner fell down and hit my head.<\/p>\n
“Dong!”
Everything was clear then. The one in the picture was not Ken. It was me…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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