I think I saw a boy. No, I know I saw him. I am 100% sure.

 

He had blond wavy hair and brown eyes. He looked at me and asked me about my health. I wasn't sure what to answer to that question. The boy had such a warm voice. I was only staring at him not being able to say anything  not even one word. He said my name. Calling it time after time felt like music to my ears. The  boy grabbed me and shook me so I would wake up. I guess he thought I wasn't conscious. Then it hit me ,hard like a rock. Why am I here? Who is this guy? What happened?  I opened my mouth but nothing came out not even a peep. At the same time the guy started yelling I shouldn't give up. Am I dying? I don't feel pain anywhere. Am I already dead?  I felt a tear fall from his eyes. Don't go away ! Don't leave me alone! Why does he say that ? I was wondering about things I should have done earlier. Why can't I talk ? I am fine. Can't you hear me? I tried to talk . It pained me to see him cry. His tears were warm and his voice had turned cold. It was broken just like the expression on his face. I wanted to hug him and comfort him tell him it's alright but I wasn't able to.

 

At that moment my eyes opened I realised I had been sleeping. But that dream was so vivid I never forgot it. Like a warning telling me to be aware of danger.