Personal Narrative Essay

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“I’m going to take a shower and get dressed then since testing will happen soon.” I said, crunching on my last morsel of bacon. I walked to the bathroom with my handful of clothes and turned on the water. I stood in the steaming hot shower as shut my eyes. My mind wandered and pretty soon the shower shut off, like it always does on it’s ten minute timer. Sighing I stepped out, got dressed, and began combing my messy hair. “Kat, hurry up! They’ll be here any minute!” I heard Caroline shout from the other room. Today was going to be a struggle paying attention during the tests because I had already daydreamed three times today. Little did she know, I daydreamed about them being ten minutes late so I could shower longer. “Okay, okay.” I called …show more content…

He looked down at my forearm and grabbed the antibiotics and some bandages not questioning how it had happened. “Dreaming about hurting yourself on doors again I see.” The doctor said, smirking. I looked down at my lap sheepishly and nodded. I always had dreams about myself getting hurt on doors before the doctors came and thats how I knew in advance the days they’d be making surprise visits. He poured something on my infected wound and it bubbled, sending waves of pain down my arm so bad I almost couldn’t bear it. “450, have you had any recent dreams involving the health of others you’ve met, or met inside your dreams previously?” The doctor asked. I told him about a girl I had dreamed about named Kim and how she was suffering from a brain tumor that I had, in my dream, cured. I watched as his jaw dropped and he began furiously scribbling words down on his clipboard muttering words of thanks to some superior being. “What are your predictions that this happens as far as exact days or months?” he prodded, seeming strangely more interested. “Well from the looks of it, Kim was only nine, which would put the date as November 10th, 2045.” I answered, making a mental note in my head that this date was just three years and four months away from today. He smiled at me and

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