752 - The horrible premonitory nightmare.

In the morning, when he came out of his apartment, he saw his neighbor coming out of her apartment as well, and he remembered the nightmare he had had the night before.

"Good morning" she said, passing next to him.
"Hi! Good morning, er, eh..." he told her, doubting whether he should tell her, or not, the horrible nightmare he had had the night before in which she got robbed and violently murdered.
"Uh? Do you need something?" She asked him, smiling.
"No, no, it's nothing, I'm sorry I bothered you, have a nice day!" he said, and walked away thinking how evil it would have been to take away the big smile his neighbor had on her face, by telling her such horrible nightmare in which she were cut in pieces.

"Dreams are just that, dreams, they're not, and they do not become real" he said to himself as he got in the elevator.

At night, when he finally got home and turn on the news, he froze when  he heard that his nightmare had come true,  his neighbor had been brutally murdered, and since then, he regrets everyday not having told his neighbor about the nightmare, and he wonders if she'd still be alive if he had told her.

The end.

Published on June 6th, 2014.