Okay, I have my life at  the peak of frustrations and here came another thing to be frustrated about.

To be honest I hated bloody dreams. But this one wasn't bloody but also sh*tty.

And I hate it so much.

This dream was about being stabbed in the back.

I was walking around the mall with someone I could not remember. We were canvassing something that I could not remember too.

All I know was, me and my ‘friend’ we’re off to another mall when a stranger grabbed me and then stabbed me in my lower back. I bleed to death. The ‘friend’  I was with just looked at me and watched me bleed, not caring to call an ambulance.

I can remember what that stranger said “In 5 years.”

Upon waking up, I googled the interpretation about it.

According to the meanings someone will betray me.

Unbelievable.

I stopped believing about my dreams because the person with me there was someone I know that would never ever do that to me.

But all I know is that my dreams warn me of what will happen.

Until I found out something that made my world flip.

There I knew. Someone did.

And that someone was the friend  walking around with me on my dream.

As much as I hate to admit it.

As much as I hate to bear it.

Sh*t was the only thing that slipped from my lips.

Damn that dream. It didn't fail me. It just warned me. 3