Processing everything now, I could've avoided half of those things. Maybe if I wouldn't have been so stupid, I wouldn't have been scared of everything that touched me.
It's possible that the man in my dream is a real person, but it's also possible that it was something different.
Maybe my mind made it all up? That's least likely.
As I walked into class, Rose walked up next to me and laced her fingers in mine.
"My beautiful baby boy, how did you sleep?" She asked me gently.
I turned around and hugged her. "I slept pretty bad," I admitted. She pouted. "I told you no more stressing!" She said.
We bickered like an old married couple up until we walked into homeroom together. Rose is always my medicine. She makes everything better.
I saw Chris and Sofia in the back of the classroom talking and smiling at each other, so I waved hello. The teacher walked to the whiteboard and started the lesson.