Heavy Mornings


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I don't know what to do and I feel like I can get some answers if I share this with everyone.. My name is Nick I'm 14 living with my old man. Most of the time he's gone on bussiness trips he plays a very important roll in the bussiness. Every morning when I wake up I don't do it normally I usually flench and jerk out of bed not knowing why since I can't recollect the images of what I saw in my dreams... I'm trying to cope with the only vision I get out of it though.. My father's grave... I know it like the back of my hand now! It flashes in my head everyday! It says "Here lies a great father Nicolas Cambridge. 1979-2012" My dad is 33 right now and it scares me cause if you do the math it says he'll die when he's 33 years of age.


 * I need to see what it is that is in my head when I sleep, but I think I can't see it because it has something to do with my father's death like I'm unable to because it's taboo to me, but maybe not to others. So I'll do something that is so superstitious its ridiculous I'll use a dream catcher just for once. Maybe I can capture bits and parts of the nightmare. I hanged it on the wall and slipped into what seem like my demise, but nevertheless I'll charge forward head on. I hope this works.


 * I jerked up and instantly started to concentrate....What did I see? What did I see?! I stared at the dream catcher and almost instantly saw my father in a plane..... I immediately picked up my phone and dialed my father's phone number! It started to ring and my father answered "Hello?" I caught my breath and said "Dad please don't get on any planes please! Stay in a vehicle the way home! I'm begging you!" my father chuckled "What's wrong son?" I gripped my phone and told him "Dad lately I've been waking up and jerked myself out of bed. I keep seeing your gravestone!" my father sighed "Son it's just cause your worried about me don't worry planes are safe now goodbye don't forget to do your chores..." I paused there was nothing I could do "Dad...." I sobbed holding back tears "I love you so much.." there was a long pause "I love you too Nick and don't worry even if I do die today I'll always be with you okay...I love you son.."


 * That next morning I jerked myself awake again seeing if my father was home...he wasn't.... I turned the TV onto the news and just like I had thought my father's plane had crashed right outside the airport with 14 injured and only 1 out of the 14 dead.....


 * I know sit infront of my father's gravestone...I see images of close friends and family members dying somehow some are grotesque some are very heart touching and some are just soft and easy....Is it a curse? Is it a blessing? Do I warn them? Do I not warm them? Help me please....