Real dream
I tend to dream about work regularly, though I don't always remember a lot of my dreams. The ones I do remember are the ones that slightly wake me up, or the ones I was having when my alarm clock went off.Sometime between around 12:30 and 7:30 a.m. last night (this morning, to be technical), I dreamed that a high school student had died. This was a work-related dream, because I covered an accident involving two pedestrians who were hit by a truck in front of a high school 10 days ago. As part of my job, I've been checking regularly with the hospitals on the girls' conditions. One girl improved to serious condition while this girl -- the one in my dream -- remained in critical condition.
Someone from the newsroom just called me. I knew what he was going to say. He told me the girl had died, and for a fraction of a second, I got mixed up between my dream and this real conversation. I interrupted him to ask what time the girl died. Around 7 this morning, he said. A half an hour before I woke up.
I didn't even let my co-worker talk because I was just too stunned. I had woken up this morning, thinking that I should call the newsroom and ask them to check on the girl's condition. Then I told myself I was being silly and bordering on superstitious. So I forced it out of my mind. But now it's back in my mind.
Posted by Layla at 7:50 PM, March 14, 2004
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