Short story: Zona went missing !!!
It was 1:00 am at night, I was laying on my bed, looking out the window thinking about how much I loved my best friend, Zona.
I met her in grade 10 and she had the liveliest smile in the whole school, she was so generous and caring, everyone loved being with her. The both of us started talking through some mutual friends, and we started to get along right away. No awkwardness, no hatred, no nothing, just laughs and smiles is all that we shared. She was there with me the whole of high school. It was the time for university, we had to go two different ways, it was the hardest times of our life. But we decided to always face time each other at the end of every day. We both were such close friends, we shared everything, we knew each other from the in and out. She was like the only person I could ever trust fully with out any doubt.
Even if we lived far away, we would always send each other memes in the middle of class, I would always send her videos of me doing weird things at home. I promise, my face was the only thing that could make her smile. Until one day, where I felt like I almost lost her.
So, me and Zona met each other after 5 months of schooling, and after 5 months of not seeing each other. She came over to my place, and we made so many plans together, it was surreal. We went to the mall, bought a million clothes, went to my favorite Chinese restaurant down the street every night, and ate till our stomachs exploded, went to our favorite book shop, did every crazy thing together. But one night, we decided to go to a late night club, where Zona went missing.
I was half drunk, the streets looked blurry, I was so lost in my own world. I did not realize, that Zona went missing. I called an Uber, and went home. The next morning I woke up with the worst hangover ever. But I thought Zona was sleeping beside me so I try to slap her arms to wake her up. I raise my hand, and when I land my hand on her “arm” I touch my bed instead of her arm. I get up from my bed in surprise, look around for her and, I could not find her. I tried calling her, I went to the club to see if she was still sleeping there on some couch. I did everything but I could not find her.
I thought I should wait for her for few more hours, so I did. I waited for at least 6 hours, it got too late so I went to the cops. They took in every information of her, I told them everything and left for home. I was crying my way back home, was so devastated and could not wait to see her face again, but did not know where she was. I enter home, throw my shoes away, throw my bag away, and I sink my face into my sofa and start sobbing.
Suddenly my phones rings, DINGGGG!!!! and I woke up look at my phone, I see Zona’s name. I grab it and pick it up as fast as I could, I pick it up, and hear Zona yell my name. I was shook. I could not understand how she just called me out of no where. I replied back and said, “ummm,where were you ?”, she sounded very confused and said, “What? I was in class, for extra help”.
I jumped out my sofa and said, “wait I thought you went missing, the cops are out there searching for you”.
Zona started laughing very loud and said “Broo, it was a dream, I have not left my city for like ever now. How could I possibly be there?”
I took a deep breath, felt very relieved and realized that this was all a dream, I was just missing my her so much that I started dreaming about her going missing.
It was the worst dream ever, but at least we can joke about this moment later in life.