Was That a Nightmare?

Following my mother in the bazaar of Tehran, I felt suddenly all things collapsed! I was shocked. All I could see was the gray sky of Tehran. I asked myself what happened. What turned the view of shops in front of my eyes to the sky? The only possible thought was that I’m in the middle of a nightmare! While I was trying to wake up and finish this nightmare, I saw my mother pushing my hand. Was she real? What was she doing in my dream? But she didn’t seem imagination. She was really real and helped me stood on my foot awkwardly.
After standing and looking around I just wanted to disappear. Oh God! I couldn’t believe it. Many people were watching me. I mean real people specially lots of boys. I told myself” God damn it, just don’t show you’re embarrassed.” Shaking the soil, I was trying to keep my balance in walking and leave that place and people as soon as possible. I could feel that the temperature of my ears was increasing. Looking up was impossible. I just thought,” How can I be vanished in the way that nobody sees me?”
Getting in the taxi, I really relieved and took a deep breath. The first thing came in my mind was what happened? I looked at my mother sitting beside me in the car. She backed her shocked look at me and said,” where did you look at when you were walking?” and she added, “ are you ok?” now I could remember the event like a comedy movie in my mind. I was passing from a big stream; I missed my balance and fell on the other side! That was a chance I didn’t fall in the dirty water. Thanks God!
You can guess the next procedure. The following day all part of my body ached and some parts turned black and blue. And for a week I was ashamed of what happened although all people there were strangers. As the result of this event :in order to passing any stream, I always pause and concentrate then I would pass carefully and slowly for preventing from repeating that some kind of nightmare.


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