My little Ghost - The Voice of dreams' soul is breath!

“Who he was? He feared me the most when I was walking into his office, so to avoid me he always had in his pocket some coins to give for sweets! He was a lawyer-layer. He never worked as a lawyer, he was a tree landlord, and he had to manage a huge land of trees. He was a lonelier, quiet, and smart person always working in his office. He never asked me anything. I once decided to tell him that I was doing a PhD in London, he knew it, and after my mentioning he smiled back at me saying: “Of course, that’s great!” I did not know how to continue the conversation, so I left! He travelled around the world every summer up until his 70s, alone! I had no idea where in the world. At the same season he was travelling, my grandmother was going to Jerusalem. I was always puzzled by my grandparents’ holidays. She was very religious, orthodox! At the age of 60, she ate her goat, who goat ate the grass, which in turn was watered by nuclear rain. It was that nuclear accident, and she died of cancer! I was 12 years old and devastated!” 

She did not go to the funeral, as her mum was scared her little girl might have nightmares after seeing her beloved granny dead! The last time she saw her and goodbyed her was at the hospital. She could not believe her eyes; all these therapies aged her so many decades into this dreadful eternal rest.

Nowadays, September 2024, it is almost after her birthday, and she wakes up with a smile! She dreamed of a white rose blooming! 

It is the very start of the third millennium; she wakes up scared and glances at the alarm. She dreams of a train passing by; she almost loses it. She yells, “I shut the alarm; gosh, I am going to miss the exams!” Three months per year, she has to wake up on time for the exams. Thanks God! The train is passing by, and she is always waking up on time!  

The phone rings and a young female voice says: 

-What exam are you shitting tomorrow? 

-Stats, but I am not well I had an extremely bad dream. There was this abyss!

- and what does that mean?

- I do not know, but it was a bad dream, like a nightmare!

-So?

-Well, I am not saying someone is going to die, it is that something wrong is going to happen!

-Well, ok, we speak soon!

The statistics exams did not go well, and she returned to her house very sad and fell asleep. A friend at that time passes by and wakes her up with distraught:

-our best friend’s mum died of cancer! 

-I did not know she had cancer. He never told me! What happened?

And then the dream came along.

We are in the third millennium. She is in London studying for her master's degree. The phone rings!

-    Granny died!

-    Oh! Really?

-    Yes, are you up for skiing early in the morning this weekend?

-    Yes sure, I will combine to go to the funeral afterwards!

I winged to Greece late at night hopping into the next evening flight. She had to go to a birthday party so she cancelled the skiing so she could wake up late the next morning. The phone rings!

-He had a serious car crash on the iced street and the car turned into the air 360 degrees. 

-Is he alive?

-Yes, both! The back roof of the car is crumpled like a soda can, where in the car you were supposed to sleep! 

Yet, again, she lost the funeral of her second grandmom! 

She says to her friend melancholically: “He will never call me back! I have to get over it! I will leave the phone here!” She crashed the phone on the table! It survived the impact but not hers!

They danced their heels off the floor and had an amazing night out! Her heels did not come off, but she did! At noon the phone vibrates, and a text is received writing: “Could you please call me?” She summoned his name and called him! A voice picturing distressed a dream: “I am mystified, I had a dream, we were together, and you blended in the crowd of the dance floor. I was dumbfounding not to be able to find you again!” and she responded:” ok, I am on holiday, and I will call you soon, I will explain it to you when I am back in London! Bye!” It was the first time he mentioned he could dream, or even remember a dream!

They met in London, and she told the truth to him! The dream was coming to truth while it was happening! That night left a claw to both, just a trembling goodbye! However, she promised him to do her best to change the dream, claiming she could! Her friend asked curiously: “Why do you tell the truth, no one does, I promise no one does! Why? And she responded honestly: “I am not a con; you both know the truth! That divine dream divided us” After 6 months on Valentine’s evening, he decided to dance tango with another girl, a tattoo girl. That was it, he would not shutter her in his life! She was two weeks delayed when he broke up with her for three months! One month before that split, she had another dream: “I am going to Grandmom’s! Nothing to worry about! Everything is well with the house! And he swung up in the sky!” She mumbled on the phone: “Hi mum, how is grandpa? All well?” and she responded calmly: “He died two months ago! All well, we did not want to fragment you!” and she responded annoyed while plumbing on the floor:” He came to my dream to let me know he is dead, mum!” I surged into the church next to my house to contribute antidoron! 

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