1st+Person+Point+of+View

My name is Kali, I am a fifteen year old girl who tends to see things, I see can see anything from ugliness to beauty or death to life or love to hatred or even the future or the past. I have been stuck in one particular realm or dream though for two days now. It just won't go away, I am trapped in my own dream till sunrise or I even wake up screaming in the middle of the night. Its so real at times I actually think it happened. My dad is worried about me and my latest dream, he isn't sure what to do. My mom died 3 years ago from a head on collision with a truck. She didn't have a chance. I was devastated for weeks, she was like my best friend. I had recurring nightmares about that forever, I thought she was here again at home with my dad and I. But, that's not what my latest nightmare is about, it's about another accident waiting to happen. I just don't know when, with whom, or where.

"It seemed so real. I could hear the screams and cries of pain. It did happen." I said dazed by my dream.

"Your safe, it didn't really happen sweetie it was only a dream." said my worrisome father.

"No it wasn't it was real I know it is the screams, the blood, the fire. It all seemed so real, but it hasn't happened yet right?" I asked.

"Your right it hasn't, quite your worrying and go on back to bed its 3:30 you have school tomorrow. You need your rest." My father told me through a yawn.

My father walked out sleepily and zombie like back to his bed down the hall and I laid my head back down on my pillow, shut my eyes, and drifted back into this terrible nightmare...

"Help! Somebody please help us, oh merciful god please!" I heard the plea of a young woman about her mid-twenties she was trying to get her two kids as far away as possible before it blows. She kept on screaming her and hundreds of others that walked away from it, well could anyways most army crawled on the dry rough desert sand. I am looking at where this takes place right now its on in the middle of a bone dry desert surrounded by well nothing except a few trees here and there and possibly a few coyotes. Its pitch black out the only source of light shines from the blazing orange, red, and yellow flames coming from the pilot area of this half tipped over burning down train and it keeps burning down along the rest at an increasingly slow pace. It keeps getting closer to the fuel supply at the end. All I stare at is every single persons horrified look on their faces as they try to run from the sight as quickly as they possibly can. Except as I look along the faces I notice something, someone sitting by a tree with another little boy cradled in their arms sobbing uncontrollably. As I creep closer to find out who is it, I finally get close enough to make out the face of the boy, I freeze realizing who this certain boy is, frozen to the spot and my face locked on to the boy's who is being held in his mother's arms. I drop to my knees and cry and scream so loudly, the only thing I remember happening next is being shaken and the tired worried pleas of my fathers voice telling me to wake up. When I come back to reality I am in my bedroom, I look out to see it's almost sunrise now about the time I would wake up, and I see the terrified look on my father's face as he asks why I was screaming and why I have tears in my eyes.

I stare at him blankly for a minute regaining my thoughts and respond with, "He's dead dad. I saw him. He didn't make it out of the crash." More tears build up as I talk.

"Who honey? It was only a dream there was no crash."

"It was Jeremiah."

"You mean the one you grew up with?"

I nod in response.

"Oh no he is alive and well. You will see him at school today. Now come on time to get ready for school."

I did what I was told and rolled slowly out of bed and into the bathroom to finally get a shower and get dressed. When I came downstairs my dad had made my favorite, eggs, toast, sausage, with orange juice. He told me before I left to catch the bus not to let the dream bother me so much. He's right, I thought to myself, it's just a dream or is it?

The whole way to school though I forgot my father's advice and it crept back into my mind, it got to me, bad. I literally started to cry a bit on the way and when I got there my face was still a little red from rubbing my eyes. I shot right into the bathroom to clean up my face and whip off my running mascara down my face. As I looked a little bit more normal except for the lack of make up now I walked out and went to homeroom. Jeremiah is in my homeroom, I was shocked to see him here my mind left the dream after that and I dropped my backpack and ran right over and gave him a hug and didn't let go for what felt like forever. He was so startled but he still gave me a hug in return. "You are here." I said in his ear.

He chuckled a bit and replied, "Hi to see you to Kali. Why wouldn't I be here?"

"Oh nothing just glad to see you that's all." I said.

"Uh are you alright you look like you have been crying. Did you have another dream?" He asked curiously.

Jeremiah is someone I told my whole life to. He knows about every dream I had ever since my mom died that's when they started coming. "Yes. I have been having this dream. It won't go away, but it hasn't happened yet it's going to though I know it will."

"Tell me what it's about I don't care how scary. I want to help."

Sigh, so I told him everything that happened up till the point I woke up the second time. I kind of didn't go into as much detail but he got what i was trying to tell him. The story went on all of homeroom and the next period seeing as it was a study hall we went to the library and talked more about it. He was so speechless when I told him about this little boy but I didn't tell him who I said I didn't get a good facial picture of him there was too many people running around. He didn't know how to respond but I told him to change the subject I was done talking about it now. He started telling me in the five minutes we had remaining to talk that he was going on a trip over Thanksgiving break to see his grandparents along with his mom, dad, and sister. He told me that they will be gone for the whole week till school gets back.