My Worst Nightmare

14 04 2008

Last night I dreamt that I was shopping in a local mall. I put Jasmine in her stroller without strapping her in. I turned around to look at something on a table, and when I turned back she was gone. The panic and rage I felt were unreal. I was terrified and more angry than I’ve ever been in my life. I stormed the mall looking for her. Gazing accusingly at passersby holding babies, checking to see if each one was her.

I’ve had many lucid dreams in the past. This time I wished to myself that it was a dream, thinking that my emotions were so strong, it must be real.

It reminded me of Michael Dunahee who disappeared from Victoria back in 1991, and was never found. It can happen to anyone. Keep a close eye on your children, and hug them tight at night. I never want to feel that kind of pain in real life.

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