Echoes Before It Happens - Part 1: Zaiyen’s Diary

 📓 Echoes Before It Happens: Zaiyen’s Diary  

🗓️ Part 1: I Dreamt It Before It Hurt  

✍️ By Zaiyen

I was just a quiet boy in 2021.  

No signs. No warnings. Just… echoes.

It started with a dream.

Someone I loved was standing at the edge of a dark field.  

Her face — pale. Her eyes — not blinking.  

She reached out to me and said,  

**"I’m cold."**

I woke up with a heavy chest and an ache in my heart.  

I didn’t understand it.  

But the very next day, I got the call —  

**She was sick. Really sick.**

That dream wasn’t random.  

It was **real**. Or something more than real.

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I tried to ignore it.  

I told myself, "Coincidence, Zaiyen. Just bad timing."  

But something deeper whispered:  

**“No. You saw it.”**

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Days passed. But the dreams didn’t.

Each time I saw something strange in my sleep,  

something real happened — days later.  

A small child falling ill.  

A stranger collapsing at a temple.  

A relative suffering without warning.

And every time, I felt something worse than fear.

I felt…  

**guilt.**

Like my dream was the curse.  

Like I made it happen just by feeling it first.

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I couldn’t tell anyone.  

Even **Zeeran**, my cousin, would just laugh and say,  

*"You think too much. Maybe it’s just anxiety."*

But this wasn’t just thinking.  

This wasn’t just anxiety.

**This was knowing. Before it happened.**

And I didn’t ask for it.

I started writing everything down — every image, every sound.  

Because I didn’t trust my mind anymore.  

I didn’t know what was real.

But one thing was clear:

🕯️ My dreams…  

**were no longer just dreams.**

🖋️ — Zaiyen