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admin February 21st, 2008

I had a frightening nightmare last night. It was so frightening that I was kinda expecting it to really happen when I woke up. I got some kind of phobia all of a sudden. It was such a strange dream that felt so real. (I had a lot of strange dreams - but in those dreams, I know that they aren’t real. But this one, it really made me scared)

In real life, my college is across the Hudson river from New York City. From my bedroom window, I can clearly see the buildings of Manhattan and even the cars on the road buzzing through the nights - and this had become a base of the nightmare I had.

In my dream, I was on the way to class when suddenly, someone cried out loud. I was wondering what was happening when suddenly, I saw a plane crashing into Manhattan. I can clearly see the angle of the plane going - down and down and down, crashing into the buildings. Fire rose up everywhere. I screamed and panic. And then, there’s another airplane that came to the direction of Stevens - and crashed. Some of the students were killed and I was among the survivors. Afiq, Latifah and I - three of us happened to be at the same place that time.

Three of us followed our instincts - we ran for our life. We ran as far away as we could. Damaged buildings and fire was everywhere. It was so scary. It was as if a war was happening. We looked after each other so that three of us are safe. At one time when we were running, suddenly Afiq was accidentally left behind because there’s a burning building parts that fell out between me and him - which I didn’t realize at first. When I look back and couldn’t find him - I was so nervous and I cried. Latifah and I searched for him and suddenly we met again since he used a different street.

The first thing on my mind was to go to Newark airport and get a flight home to Malaysia. However, it wasn’t going to happen because even Newark airport was burning and all the flights are either stopped or stolen by enemies..

All three of us ran and ran - and we didn’t feel tired because we were so panic for our life. In the dream, I was praying very hard that this was not a war. If it was a war, there wouldn’t be any safe place. We ran and get sheltered in a building about 300 miles from an airport in Massachussets (that’s how far we ran). There was no fire or any war that breaks out there but we were still cautious and we stayed on the ground floor - in case if we need to run out again.

When we ended in the building, I suddenly remembered to call my mother. She must be very nervous and wish to know whether I am still alive…

When I woke up, I was breathing very heavily. I looked straight out of the window, half expecting to see a plane crashing into Manhattan. It was so painful even though it was just a dream. It kinda making my body to develop a phobia. Now and then, I always feel that I must get ready to run in case if that really happens. It must have been worst for people who themselves saw how WTC crashed on 9/11.

Ya Allah, please save us from wars, mend the relationships between the people and please give us a peaceful life..Amin..

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