An Imagination

I wake up and look around. My wife is not there.
Horrified, I dial her number but it's switched off. I
go to my children's bedroom but they are not there.
The level of fear increases inside me. I go to my in-
laws’ room but they are not there either. I lose my
control. I do not know what to do or where to go. I
check the time and at 6 a.m. I feel suffocated. I feel
like crying but I do not think it as the best solution.
The neighbors are not yet out. Slow thoughts start to
enter in my mind. My wife, as an ACP had many
rivals who had tried to kill him before too. So had
they been kidnapped? Or, had they been  No, I
control my emotions. I go to my house and check all
the rooms. But I get disappointed. Suddenly I hear
the doorbell ring. Now I start to shiver. I run to my
room. The doorbell keeps ringing. I crash all the
antiques and the things around me. I curse my
fate. I know that they are here to kill me. Suddenly
I hear footsteps. Every step means to decrease
the distance between me and my death. I close m
eyes and start to pray. The door opens and at once
I hear ‘Happy Birthday to you‘. I look up and find
my family members, all Well and secure. I then only
realize that it's 8th January which was my birthday.