Premonition, Coinicdence or Love

Day : February 2nd, 2011

I didn't sleep. 

Not so much not being able to sleep but I pulled an all nighter to keep up with my studies.   This is considered normal for me, even somewhat routine. It's usually around 6:30 am when we all get a little restless and begin to get ready for breakfast at 7. Yes, whats an all nighter without friends. I wasn't the only one staying up. 

Now heres when the day started to get odd. 

We all get back from breakfast and split up into our separate dorm rooms so we could at least get an hour or two of sleep before our morning classes. Right as I shut the door my phone began to ring. Odd, I'm not used to getting 8am phone calls. I looked and it was my grandma, so naturally I think something has gone wrong for her to call me this early. She knows my usual sleeping schedule. 

I could hear concern in her voice as she kept asking me if I was okay when I answered. I ensured her I was fine and we continued with a normal conversation. After a while she then again asked me if I was sure I was okay and thats when I asked her what was up. She told me she was awoken by a dream she had. It seemed as if it were real to her. She woke up to me standing by the side of her bed. White in the face. Somewhat death like. Describing to me the exact hat I was wearing. I was unresponsive and then she woke up. 

I didn't really know how to take the dream. At the time I just thought it was really creepy. Finally I told her once again that I was fine and nothing was going to happen to me, then we said our goodbyes. I was gonna try to get some sleep before my first class but just for fun I went online and googled an interpretation of my grandmas dream. Thats when I started to feel a little unsettled. I'm not saying I completely believe in dream predictions but it's a little unsettling when it says death. I tried to lay on the couch and rest after but I was pretty much awake. Soon enough time came around and I had to start leaving for my class. I walked as usual with just a little more worry in my mind. It's not like I thought something was gonna happen but I just couldn't shake this feeling. Just in time too. As I walked along side the art building I cross paths with two teacher yelling at me to get back home as quickly as possible. My heart stopped. That was the longest walk back to the dorms of my life. Even though I was practically running at this point. I had no clue what was going on but I felt as if I could barley breath. Shaken from the core. I wasn't the only person on the way to class as I run into herds of students heading back to their dorms. Cars flooded the streets. It only took minuets to empty campus from it's normal hectic days. 

I walk into my room and sit there. Red screens flood the computers. Messages flow on the bottoms of television screens. My roommate still lay there sleeping. Soon enough she woke up to me locking all the doors and shutting the blinds. She mumbled morning distress then I told her classes were canceled in a shaky voice. She went from barley awake to "I'm up" in seconds. Then she asked why I looked so white. Now I was a little scared. 

Nothing ended up happening that day but it still makes me wonder what if something had. Apparently someone had anonymously posted a blog saying they were gonna shoot up campus. As soon as the university found out the campus went on lockdown.
But what if they never found out. What if there was a shooter.
Maybe someones concerns about a blog saved my life.
Who knows.
I tried to make the best of the situation, we even made a huge fort in my room. It helped me get my grandmas dream off my mind.
Even though nothing happened it still makes me think.