ndoki

a strange little something happened to me in the early hours of the morning...
and it wasn't a dream...it couldn't have been...

all of a sudden my eyes open and something, a blur, nothing more flashed before my eyes and was gone...
and when it did panic swept over me...
as if someone had placed their cold icy hands inside me...touching my soul...
for a moment i couldn't breathe, for a moment i couldn't move...
thinking it a dream i fought to close my eyes and, only to have that feeling in me tighten...
three times i tried this...
it wasn't a dream...

the day came and went...

my father had been sick for the past two days...it looked like he would get worse before he got better...yet today i saw him in perfect health, as if he had never been sick...

"i had this dream," he said," that my mother, had come to my bed and she offered me a glass of water which i drank...and when i woke up...i felt better."

sound strange?
you have no idea...