As I slept, I had a dream, I was with my parents, and we had gotten off the plane and were heading to where we were going to be for our vacation. Then the weirdest thing happened, we were driving in Long Island, and my parents stop at a big hill and tell me to go start heading up the hill, and that they would be following once they got their stuff, then when I got to the top of the hill and turned around…
"Wake up Jaz, we have arrived." Mom said as if we needed to be rushing to get off. Then we got our overhead luggage, and started to get off the plane.
"Well, so far so good." Dad whispered to my mom while we were walking off of the plane.
I wonder what that is about, well as we keep walking, we head over to pick up our bags. Once we got our bags, mom and dad, started to walk faster toward the exit. As we were getting into a taxi, I could have sworn that I saw a very tall kid with only one eye!
"Mom, did you see that!?" I said.
"See what?" mom asked nervously.
"I just thought that I saw….maybe it's nothing."
Then everyone was silent for the rest of the car ride, until, "Mom, where are we?" I said
"We are in Long Island."
After mom had responded to my question, Dad told the taxi driver to stop.
Once I got all of my stuff out of the trunk, dad told me, "Jaz, why don't you start walking up the hill? We are going to be staying in a nice little beach house right on the other side of the hill." I started to walk up the hill, and not until I turned around had I realized that this was the same area as in my dream. As I turned around, I saw the taxi driver and my parents heading back in the direction as we had come from.
"Nooooooooo!" I yelled as loud as I could, "Don't go!"
I dropped my bags and ran after them, but the car was to fast.