Dream Stories

I have never woken up so early. I thought our cat got into our room, as she was meowing under my bed.

But she sleeps outside… and the door is locked!!🤔

I opened the door and saw she was sleeping like a baby. I came back and reached for my phone and looked at the time. I started freaking out. People say it is the witching hour. It was exactly 3:33 AM.

What the fuck!! I don’t believe in this shit 😏.

But I’m also not that character in a horror movie either, who never fears. I have a disease for which maybe I’ll die like those movie characters one day: curiosity. I googled “meaning of 3:33 AM”. An article came up: “Why is 3:33 AM known as the Devil’s Hour?“. I was scared but couldn’t help myself from reading it.

But anyone can write on the internet right!! So maybe it’s not true.

I read all the articles on the first “o”. One point was common: “During the time between 3 and 4 AM, the veil between the spiritual world and the physical world is weak”.

Not everyone can be wrong… 😨

So I researched a bit on reliable websites and found it true.

Just sleep! Just sleep!!

I couldn’t sleep😥. I tried and tried, then I got into the first phase. I felt like someone was running on our roof.

Ayyyyee!!!

Someone shouted in an aggressive tone. Then suddenly I woke up.

Is it a dream? But by God, I heard someone 😳.

I felt something was definitely wrong. Then I remembered something and passed out. When I woke up in the morning, I immediately started writing this.

Do you know what I remembered?

Mawo, our beloved cat… died eleven days ago, falling from the roof.