I was dreaming about a shooting star colliding with a big asteroid. When they both collided into each other. I woke up in a very cold sweat and started screaming with fear. I had a bad feeling about the dream. It was Friday the 10th of a November in the year 1995. It was 7:37 a.m. when I woke up. Something was looking into my eyes. My cousin's friend's bluish green eyes were looking back at me. Everyone was still sleeping; you only heard loud snores. Her eyes were peering into my soul as if she knew what trouble I was going get into. Blood was rushed to my heart, making my heart beat faster every second. She got out of bed and walked over to my bed and sat down. She had red hair and her skin color was peach with a touch of pink. When I looked back at her, she blushed and lightly kissed me. She got up and told me that she had to go home. She left to go home and my thoughts were unclear about what just happened. I looked up at the clock and it was 8:00 a.m.; everyone was still sleeping. Two hours went by fast like when a person hears a sonic boom.
My uncle came to the room and ask me why was I still awake? I told him, "I just got here and just wondering about a dream that I had." He said, "Cool, I am going to take shower." He went to the bathroom with a smile on his face because he was happy to see me. Later that day my cousin took me out on a motorcycle ride. We went to a garden with a waterfalls and a big hilltop right in the middle of the garden. When we got up to the top of the hill, it was a beautiful site to see the city of Islamabad, Pakistan. I asked my cousin what was that red hair girl's name that slept beside you. "Nobody slept beside me," she said to me. She said to me that she once had a close friend, who had red hair with bluish green eyes and her skin color was peachy pink. But she was in an accident. I asked her how did she get in an accident? She told me that a motorcycle ran into her and killed her. I was pretty shocked to learn that the red hair girl who gave me a kiss that morning was a ghost. Later that night, I went for a walk with my uncle and my aunt.
I was running around until I realized I was on the ground, laying down and looking at the moon. I saw three heavy motorcycles flying over me. I got up and my uncle and my aunt ran toward me and asked me if I got hurt. I told them, but I was perfectly fine. In the corner of my eye I saw something. I turned my head and saw the red hair girl. She was looking at me and blew me a kiss, one blink of an eye she was gone. Never again I would see the red hair girl.