I was on 66 street and I made a right turn into a familiar neighborhood. I was heading to church in the black of the night. Everything seemed really dark despite my familiarity with the directions in that area. Then I started seeing construction signs and they were reflecting off of the van's headlights. I was surprised to see so many construction signs and all of a sudden I lost control of the wheel due to the abundance of lights blinding my eyes. I was heading towards a face that appeared to get bigger and bigger and the next thing I recognized was a female construction worker on the road holding a 'slow down' sign. I heard a screech, my van was jolted forwards, my adrenaline was on fire. Everything was happening too fast and before I could capture what had happened, I found myself sitting in the police office filling out papers. Then a police officer was heading my way and I asked hesitantly,
"Did I kill someone?"
Before I could hear his response, I heard a distant noise. My eyesight was very unfocussed, I found it hard to open my eyes. I was slowly pulled away from my whelm of shock. I sat up and touched my face, my heart was pumping fast and my mind was in a state of remorse. I felt awful and I looked out the window, it was still pitched black and it reminded me of what had just occurred. I was confused and a little off course, "what had happened?" Then I looked at the noise I had grabbed to silent, it was my phone. There was a text message from a friend sent at 5:56am. Why was she up so early I thought... why was I up so early?
Then I realized it was only a dream and I was awakened by my phone's alarm. It was time to get ready for my 8am class.
What a nightmare. I couldn't concentrate all morning, my unconsciousness was unsettled and my heart rate is still going.
