AAAIIIEEE. My hands flew to my ears, pressing harder and harder to block out the screeching noise. “Stop! Stop! Go away… leave me alone!” It’s the phone. The phone. It’s the phone.
My heart racing I picked it up. “Hi sweetie, it’s Mary Margaret. This is your wake-up call with good wishes for your trip.”
Gasping for air I chocked out, “Th-th-thanks.”
“Donna, are you alright?”
“It was that dream, the same nightmare I’ve had before. It was all so real. I’m limping away from a burning aircraft. The flames…the faces…the injured people…the fence.”
“Calm down Donna. Your life hasn’t been that great lately, but you’re going to Hawaii. The islands have always been good to you. Hey, you were Miss Hawaii.”
“You’re right. I guess you’re right.”
“You bet I’m right.” Mary Margaret insisted.
Thank you for calling. Oh, I almost forgot, good luck on your audition today. I have to get going.” I said softly.
I willed my body out of bed, all the while mumbling to myself, “A shower, wash away the dreadful dream.” The steaming water pounded on my shoulders. My mind was still churning like it was on an endless spin cycle. Suddenly, an uncontrollable primal scream erupted from my throat. “Let my life change! Let it never be the same! Or let me die!”
**This is an excerpt from Fire Up Your Life! Purchase a copy at Amazon here.