Ever since I could remember, I had this really weird ability to remember every single dream I had. And every single one of them are really vivid. I can forget some though if I choose to. But today was just... scary.

Look, its the last day of 2015. Last night, my mum decided that we should go out and go to Burj Khalifa to watch the amazing firework show they do every New Year's Eve. Seeing nothing wrong with that, I said yes. But I had this terrible dream that we were there, in the firework show then suddenly, the building beside the skyscraper went up into flames. People were screaming. Then the scene changed. I was looking at the CityCentre, a popular mall here in Dubai, fastforward, we were in line for the cinema buying tickets for the new Star Wars movie. We were about to go in the theater room when the mall blew up. I woke up. I told mum that we should not go to Burj Khalifa, She asked me why. I just lied and said that it was going to be cramped with people there and I didn't really enjoy big crowds. She went with it. At noon, she suddenly had an idea to replace with our firework show. And guess what. She suggested that we go to the CityCentre to watch Star Wars. I was freaked as hell but I didn't show it. Remembering my dream, I lied again through my teeth saying that I'd rather we stay home. She agreed reluctantly.

Later that night, while I was browsing the net, I wanted to see what was happening on the firework show. It said there on the news: Fire Breaks Out in Famous Hotel. I was flabbergasted. So was my mum. She thanked me for telling her to stay at home. A few hours later, we discovered from a friend that there were rumours that there was a bomb in the CityCentre. Wow.

And that's my day.