Well it started off like a normal day, my alarm went off 5 minutes before the bus got to my stop so I ran out of my house and barely got to the bus before it left. It sucked like every other day until I got home. I felt a searing pain on my hand. I started swearing uncontrollably while my cat started meowing at me. I tuck my hand in ice but it was still unbearable, and then suddenly the pain stopped. I looked at my left hand and say a small triangle near my thumb. All of a sudden I felt dizzy. It was as if there was another consciousness inside my head. I couldn't really think straight. That night I just crashed as soon as I found my bed. That night, I had a strange dream, it felt as if it was real. I saw someone, who looked exactly like me but a foot or two taller. I noticed he had the same mark on his hand as I did. A sword in a pedestal and the figure kept looking at the pedestal and then at me. All he said was, "You are not yet ready, See me again when your spirit has grown". As he started to fade I shouted, "I don't even know where I am! Did you bring me here for a reason?" I could think of about 20 more questions to ask him, but I decided I must be hallucinating considering I was probably delusional from my allergy medicine or something. I woke up and thought, "That can't have really happened, but it felt so real." I looked at my hand and realized the mark was still there. "Crud, what am I gonna do about this thing?" Of course later during lunch Dwight was there and realized the mark on my hand. "What's that mark?" he asked. "It's nothing" I replied quickly. I could tell Dwight knew something was wrong but luckily, as he always does, dropped the subject and we ate in silence occasionally glancing at each other but never at the same time. When I finally fell asleep that night, much to my disappointment, I didn't have another dream like the one last night.