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Hi, there! My name is Abigail and I am thirteen years old. Recently my whole life has turned into a complete mess. I even started thinking that I'd lost my mind after the horrible thing that happened in my family. But the thing is - I am afraid of my dreams. And I have a reason to be.

There was not even a hint of misery in our family and I lived a completely ordinary life with my beloved mother and father. My mom was a housewife and my dad had recently gotten a really high-up position at a trading company. It was cool, but he had to go away often on business trips and my mom and I missed him a lot.

But then everything changed for the worse. My father was about to come back from another city, so I was very excited. I went to bed late that night. I closed my eyes and... I saw something incredible. My father and I were watching a star fall in the forest. He was telling me about the constellations, when suddenly the ground started shaking. My dad slipped and fell into the darkness. He called for me and screamed for help, but I couldn't breathe or move. Then there was a flash of light and... I was sitting on my bed with my eyes wide open.

It took me a while to realize it was just a dream, but I couldn't sleep a wink afterward. I thought I could still hear my father's voice calling me. And I couldn't calm myself down, so I went to my mom's bedroom and told her about my nightmare with tears in my eyes. I was terrified, and I felt like we had to call my dad and check on him. My mom thought that it was a crazy idea to call him in the middle of the night, but I insisted. And my dad was really surprised to hear a, 'Hey, are you OK?' question at three in the morning, but thankfully he was alright.

He came back home safe and sound. My mom and I made a special dinner for him and we all made jokes about that crazy dream of mine. The next morning my dad took me to school. He winked at me and said: "We will probably find that forest with the shooting stars one day." Then he laughed his funny laugh and drove to work. Little did I know that this was the last time I would see my father.

I was still at school, when my mom called me. Her voice was trembling. She said that my dad felt really bad at work and he had been taken to the hospital. My legs just gave out from under me when I heard that. It was something called a perforated ulcer and by the time we arrived at the hospital, my father had already died.

My mom and I felt absolutely lost and broken and we both cried our eyes out. My mom has always been pretty skeptical about anything mystic, but she said: "Oh, how I wish we knew you had a prophetic dream!" Of course, this very thought was already torturing me. Was it a horrible coincidence? I had no more doubts. I saw my dream, I had a chance to prevent this tragedy, but I failed it! I felt so bad about it that I could not stop beating myself up over it. I even started thinking that it was my dream that made it all happen! I started keeping myself awake as long as possible, because I was afraid I would have another fateful nightmare. I finally drove myself to insomnia and total depression. My mom tried to do her best to comfort me and to persuade me that none of it was my fault, but that didn't help much. She even took me to the doctor. But there were no psychiatrists or sleeping pills that could help me.

My entire school was aware of what had happened and my classmates were pointing fingers and whispering behind my back. Some of them really believed I had superpowers or something and even asked me to predict their future, which was no help to my growing madness. It was all just so ridiculous, but it all made me deeply convinced in my higher purpose. And believe it or not, destiny gave me another chance.

Summer came and we were about to go on our annual school camping trip. My mom insisted that I had to go, to clear my head. And then it happened again. I was lying on the sofa, I closed my eyes and saw... a yellow school bus. It was driving down the road. Then I realized I was inside that bus. There were all my classmates and friends there, but they were all sleeping. I was sitting next to my best friend. I started shaking her, but she would not wake up. Suddenly she opened her eyes and they were empty and hollow! I looked around and saw what seemed like millions of those zombie eyes staring at me. I screamed and sprung up on the sofa. It took me a moment to come to my senses. I could not fail now! There were so many lives at stake! I had to warn them all!


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New 2019 animated stories that actually happened! In this video we tell the story of a teenager who wants to buy love... ★ DO YOU WANT TO GET YOUR STORY ANIMATED? SEND IT TO [email protected] IT WILL BE GIVEN A VOICE OVER BY A PROFESSIONAL ACTOR AND AN ANIMATOR WILL MAKE A VIDEO OUT OF IT! ★ Subscribe ACTUALLY HAPPENED https://bit.ly/2J5HP7j Hi. I’m Haley. And this is a story about the weirdest first date I have ever had. Well, the only first date I have ever had, to be honest, but nobody I know has had one like this, ever. So this might be interesting to you too, I guess. Three months ago I turned sixteen and, at that point, I had not been on a single date in my life. And… It didn’t ever bother me. Different guys had asked me out several times, and there was nothing wrong with… well, most of them. But when I was talking to them I didn’t... feel anything. There wasn't the ‘spark’ that people sometimes talk about, and that’s crucial for me. I don’t want to waste time, or give anybody false hope. My sister says I should give people a chance, but I don’t see any point. So, it all changed about two months ago when I was at a party at my childhood friend’s house. He had a birthday, and his parents were fine with leaving the house at his disposal and going out of town for several days. So, anyway, I was at this party, and I noticed a guy who kept looking at me from time to time. He was about my age and seemed very shy. He just seemed too scared to talk to me. The party was a little bit boring anyway, so I was just trying to entertain myself, thinking… what are the odds that he finally decides to speak? And it did not take him very long. About half an hour after I saw him, he came up to me and introduced himself. His name was Jim and he was my friend’s classmate. As we were talking, he was still really really shy, but… maybe that was what I found cute after all. I felt something. I felt that I liked him. So when, in a couple of days, he texted, asking me out, I said yes. For the first time in my life. He did not specify what we were going to do, but I never thought it would be something extraordinary. Like I thought we’d take a walk, stop by somewhere to have lunch or a coffee or something… I did not have expectations really, the only thing I wanted was to get to know him. Was that too much to expect? Okay, now I have to mention that my family is not rich at all. You’ll understand why I mention it later. So basically, I decided to wear my favorite dress – I really love it and I feel so comfortable in it, but at the same time it’s a little quirky and pretty casual. Well… it was, because it did not survive that day. When Jim texted me that he was by my house, I was ready to go, so I grabbed my phone, and ran out of the house. As I was walking through our front yard, I saw a car parked on the opposite side of the road. It was a fancy shiny expensive black car, I think maybe a Mercedes. Of course it caught my eye, but I didn’t pay much attention to it, I was watching out for Jim somewhere down the street. And… the street was empty. In about ten seconds one of the windows of the Mercedes rolled down, and in the backseat there was Jim in a shirt and a bowtie, he waved at me and invited me to get into the car. You should know better than to get in cars with people you barely know. Bad idea. But I was so confused… that I did it. So Jim was in the backseat, and… there was a driver. Like… the man literally looked like a driver from the movies. He was very formally dressed, God, he even had white gloves on. He looked at me in the rearview mirror and nodded politely. That was where the date started. We made a couple laps around the town for a reason I still have no idea about and arrived at a very expensive restaurant, one of the fanciest in our town. Jim had a reservation, it was a table for two. So one of the few things I learned during that date was that Jim’s dad was the owner of several buildings in the city center, and a very very wealthy man. "What was so bad about the date?" you might ask. A ride in an expensive car, a fancy dinner… Well maybe you're right, but every second of it was a disaster for me. We barely talked to each other, because in the car it was awkward since the driver was with us and he would look at us in the rearview mirror from time to time. And at the restaurant I just wanted to disappear because my outfit was so irrelevant and people were turning their heads to look at me. I got so upset I cut this dress to shreds when I got home, which I now regret. It was over. I did not want to go out with Jim anymore, while he obviously thought our date was amazing. He kept texting me, even though I was not replying, so I just had to go through it with him and tell him. Music by Epidemic Sound: https://www.epidemicsound.com #actuallyhappened