hey evry one I'm fat cat , and I'm really happy and exited to write this , I'm actully new to this , and I hope you'll like it

I'll try to publish twice a week please look out for it

thanks for reading it in advance

in my dreams I see a kid holding a flower, then offers it to me. I refuse it giving back to her < little miss, don't you think you should keep it since it's beauty equals yours> she stares at me for a while, then she nods in refusal "no good sir, this flower is yours, no one can have it other than you, it is obligatory that you accept it, there is no running away, when the last petal falls, when the last day arrives, you should walk through this path as well", she hands me the flower, and then I wake up. I can't recall the flower's color , was it red, white, blue , maybe black, did it even have a color , but what I remember clearly is the number of petals, I'm sure they felt less each night, but when I finally noticed it was already very late, when only three of them remained, each night one of the petals falls, maybe it was in the middle when she sais "the last petal", but why didn't I remember. On the night before the last petal would fall, she said: "are you ready for your last day in the living realm, any wishes you regret not fulfilling, go make them come true, make sure you say goodbye, you need to start walking already ".

In the morning I remember nothing, but somehow I felt happy, I felt the urge to see my old friends even the ones I hated, the guys from my younger days, when I was in my 20's, I need to say hi to my wife in her grave, I haven't visited my grandkids for a while. too many people to say goodbye to, there is no time to meet all of them, or maybe I'll just write them, but that takes a lot of time and energy, I'll just call my kids and tell them I'm leaving...wait...leaving...where to, am I forgetting something important, I lose myself thinking for a moment wondering,

....TO BE CONTINUED

I tried to fix things up I guess it's kinda better, I also combined part 1 and part 2 together so I'd make enough words, and this notice is also to get enough words, and evry notices I've ever wrote so blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah ok see ya

then, every night's dream flashed into my head, I'm going to die! tonight no less, why do I accept it so easily...knowing that it's over for me, is that I'm too old, believe me, when you grow old you come to accept anything, but this is death we're talking about.

oh...no!I didn't just accept it, I've been accepting it all along...

now that I know how can I stop it, maybe if I don't sleep I won't see the dream. I call my daughter and ask her to come over tomorrow, in case I failed, in case I couldn't stop it, I made myself a good cup of coffee, when I was in my 30's my doctor forbid me from consuming caffeine, honestly, I was addicted to it I turned on one of my old jazz discs, and I sipped my coffee carefully I put my head against the sofa trying to think.

I wake up, when did I go to sleep? where am I? it's a field, I look around but there's nothing but a sea of flowers. when I look down at my bare feet I finally notice the flower child looking at me with those familiar eyes, they look like my wife's when I focus on them. she was holding my hand, "what are you doing, why did you stop walking" she asked, "little miss don't you think my road has come to an end" I answer, "not yet, good sir, not yet" she said, she stared at me for a bit then she added "we need to go, we're late", then I follow

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