Nightmare
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My Worst Nightmare
I often contemplate what determines my fate in a single day. Could it be the flip of a coin in a stranger's hand, or maybe imagines of a dream in another's mind? One can never predict the future or alter what is about to occur. On the other hand, would anyone want too? The world is a strange, mysterious place in which possibilities will occur if given a chance. My worst nightmare seems as real as that ordinary day.
The alarm buzzed loudly at five am. First, I dragged myself out of bed crawling to the shower. After my shower, I got dressed in my usual manner with the aroma of coffee floating through the house. Next, I woke Chance, my son, to get him ready...