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Echoes Before It Happens - Part 5 : Zaiyen’s Diary

 📓 Echoes Before It Happens: Zaiyen’s Diary  

🗓️ Part 5: The Person Who Knew Before I Spoke  

✍️ By Zaiyen


Until now, I thought I was alone.  

Alone in the dreams.  

Alone in the silence.  

Alone in the guilt.


But one day, someone looked at me differently.  

Not with confusion.  

Not with pity.


With understanding.


---


Her name was **Anira**.


She was my friend’s cousin.  

We met during a temple trip.  

Quiet girl. Always scribbling in a diary like me.  

But when we sat under the neem tree that evening,  

she said something that stopped me cold:


**“You’ve heard it too… haven’t you?”**


I didn’t speak.  

I didn’t need to.  

She already knew.


---


Anira told me things I hadn’t told anyone —  

that the dreams come in flashes.  

That people in them feel familiar even when you’ve never seen them.  

That there’s a moment — between dream and waking —  

when reality bends just enough to make you doubt yourself.


She said,  

**“I don’t think we’re cursed. I think we’re connected.”**


That word stuck in my mind.  

**Connected.**


---


Connected to what?  

To each other?  

To something bigger?  

To something darker?


She said she’d been writing too.  

Keeping track of dreams.  

Matching them with news headlines.  

Trying to decode the signals.


I showed her my diary.  

She didn’t flinch.  

She simply said:


**“We’re not mad. We’re mirrors.”**


And for the first time, I felt a strange comfort.


---


Maybe I wasn’t broken.  

Maybe I was… chosen.


🖋️ — Zaiyen


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