The Longest One Minute of my Life

Last Saturday, I had the most horrible dream of my entire life. In my dream, I was being chased by a guy who wanted to sexually harass and murder me. I woke up all sweaty, with my heart pounding. I suddenly thought of my family back home. I quickly sent a text message to my Mom, urging her to call me. I wanted to hear her voice so bad, just to know that she is okay. I lay in bed, waiting for my phone to ring, praying so hard that nothing bad happened to my family. The 60 seconds of anticipating was killing me. Finally, my Mom gave me a call. As soon as she said, "What's wrong?" I cried so hard. Tears of relief, tears of loneliness, tears of frustration. I felt so alone that night. The need to be with beside my Mom never struck me as hard as that dream did. It was painful.

So...I think I will leave this place for good soon. I will go home soon...