Thanks to Alex
This incident happened when I was 13 years old. My best friend, John, was living next to me. We did homework together and helped each other. We were famous in school, lots of people knew us. Since he lived right next to me, he came to my house, played computer games and slept over as often as he could.
One day John came over to my house and asked if I wanted to watch a movie with him. I said yes. When we were on the way to the cinema, I fell asleep in the bus. I dreamt a weird dream. In it was my grandfather who died about 5 years ago. He told me the bus would crash with a car. Immediately I woke up. I told John not to watch the movie. He asked me why and I told him about my dream. But he did not believe it and said that if I did not want to watch, then I could just drop off there and then. So I get off the bus and went home.
When I arrived home, I was just in time to watch the evening news. I was so surprised. The news reported the bus John and I were in, had crashed with a car. Everyone died in the crash. I felt so sad.
When I was asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to pee. As I was washing my hands on the sink, I realised there was blood on the mirror. It said, “YOU SHOULD JUST TELL MY MOM NOT TO GO TO THE MOVIE!!!” I freaked out. When I turned around, there was my friend John, and there was blood all over his face. I screamed and fainted.
When I woke up I was in hospital. My mom asked me what happened so I told her everything that I could remember. She touched my head and asked, “Are you feeling alright?” It was apparent that my mum did not believe me. I was afraid to go home but I had no choice.
It was night again. I was really scared so I closed my door and slept. I woke up in the middle of the night, when I heard music from outside my door. It was “Fat Lip”, John’s favourite song. I mustered enough courage and went outside to check. There was a figure standing in front of my radio. When I got close to him, he turned around and it was John. He turned menacing all of a sudden and tried to kill me. He choked my neck and I said, “I’m really sorry, I should have told your mum about my dream.” I was crying and repeating, “I’m so sorry…” When John heard that he just let go of my neck and he put his arm around my neck and said, “It’s alright, it was my fault that I did not listen to you.” Before he left, he said, “Goodbye my friend…” and disappeared into thin air.
My parents came out to the living room and asked what had happened. I did not tell them anything, because my parents were not going to believe my story. Till today, I did not tell anybody except to you.
