I had a bad dream. It's not exactly bad but i woke up feeling relieved that it wasn't true - that it was just a dream. He proposed to me and we got engaged. We were only 20 years old. We had an engagement party and we didn't tell our parents. I freaked out. Literally. Everyone went up to me to congratulate me and i'm...just lost. Everything happened too fast. Thoughts kept floating in my mind. What am i going to tell my parents? Why did i said yes? Can we survive since we are barely 20? Is it too late to run away now? Is this what i really want?
I was just standing there, trying to piece my thoughts together as they were all over the place. People kept coming up to me, to us, smiling and giving us their blessings. He held me in his arms and smiled before he kissed me on my forehead and said, "I love you!" I struggled to say it back to him. I opened my mouth...nothing came out. Everyone stared at me, expecting me to reply and kiss him back. It was silent. Dead silent. All eyes were on me. He looked at me and forced a smile, as if asking me to say it back to him.
I looked around, feeling pressurized and unsure of what to do. The next thing i knew, i ran out of the house. Then i woke up. Feeling relieved. Very relieved that i'm still on my bed and nothing happened.
I can't imagine being married at 20 years old now.
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