It was dark, cold, and musty when I walked slowly into the hugh living room. There was dusty beautiful antique furniture. A 10-foot long mirror covered ever so gently with a thin red silk on the other side of room. It was though as if it was calling me to walk towards it. I was 3 feet away from it when I saw a round piece cut out perfectly at my face level. The reflection that I saw took my breath away, my blood was pumping at 60 miles an hour. As I got closer, I saw a powder white yellowish face with deep dark circles. I got closer and yanked the silk off the mirror. What I saw was the most shocking thing that I had ever seen. A thing of pure bones with just a layer of skin, only a sheet of hair and a few bald spots. The shocking image I saw made me scream with the highest pitch, my body trembling, eyes nearly popping out. With a violent rage, the mirror breaks, and the alarm wakes me up.
I know now what my dream ment. It was a predictions to what life had in store for me…cancer at 17 years old. That month I got a rare case of Hodgkins lymphoma.
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Katia Snake Charmer BellyDancer
