Dreaming the Future

Something very few people knew about Jeigh was that she had psychic powers. The most prominent reason no one knew was because Jeigh had only discovered these powers this afternoon. The night before, she'd had a dream about her dog. She'd had many dreams about this five-year-old Italian Greyhound named Frisket lately. In one, she ran in circles around Jeigh, making everyone laugh. In another, Frisket was eight years old and had turned from the blue-seal color she got from her parents to a stark white. In the one last night, something had accidentally caught Frisket's leg and tore the smaller bone in her back leg free. Because of this, her foot fell off. No, it wasn't gory in any sense. There was no blood, just some yellow goo that came from her leg and mouth. The foot just fell off like it had come loose from an old rag toy. Frisket started screaming the way small dogs do, and as a result, everyone in the room started screaming because no one knew what to do. Eventually Frisket got into Jeigh's arms. Somehow the goo got into Jeigh's mouth, and she could still taste the foul substance when she woke up.

Around two o'clock in the real world, Jeigh's mother came home to take her brother to the orthidontist. He did not have his shoes on yet, so he began to run toward the stairs. Frisket jumped from the couch and Jeigh's brother's foot and Frisket's front let connected. Then came the most horrible screaming ever. Most of it was from Frisket, but Jeigh and her brother screamed in unison. Jeigh stopped screaming, realizing this was the second time today that this had happened, but one had been a dream. Jeigh and her mother rushed little Frisket to the doctor just down the street. The X-ray showed two clean breaks, but now Frisket would have to wear a pink cast for another two months (she had an accident with a pruning sheer in June and cut open her back leg). Jeigh would be leaving for college in two weeks and would not be around to take care of her dog, so she hoped that everyone who heard about the accident would pray for Frisket.

True, Frisket's foot did not fall off, nor did it emit strange yellow goo, but her leg did break, just like in the dream. Is there some part in all of our brains that can get images into the future, only channeled into our conscious mind every once in a while by dreaming? Is there some pattern to life that we can't see, but the depths of our brains can sense? Was this just a coincedence?