it was the sixth sense

i was sleeping when i heard the noise.

they were waking up, and they put on a thriller movie.

i hate thriller movies; my imagination can be worse than them.

so i woke up and moved into the room. but i still could hear the sounds, and i couldnt sleep. and it was 2am in the morning. and i had to go to work the next day.

i was swearing in my heart i almost banged the walls and door with anger.

then i noticed that adik was sleeping on the floor. i thought she must have felt the same with me, with all the fear and sounds and sleep interruptions, just minus the go-to-work-the-next-morning-but-havent-slept-at-2am thingy.

i touched her gently. it was dark, and she didnt move at all. i suddenly was chilled by thoughts of what worst things that could happen. she was still.

i shook her even more. i stroke her fur and lifted her paws.

she finally moved her hands away a little bit. she was okay, and i felt truly relieved.


perhaps disturbance during your sleep meant something very important - if you can feel it, that means you are still alive.