It was that book that started all of this...
It's like one of those urban legends you read about that nobody really believes. He told me that night all those years ago that this would happen but I didn't understand, but suddenly it all fits together. He told me I really was unaware of what I was capable of doing and one day just as my life had settled I would come accross this book and without thinking I would discard it , just like I had done to him... and then it would start again and then I would know what it was I had done.
I came accross the book a while ago, I can't remember exactly when but I threw it away...it was after that I had the dream. Could it really be possible that I had this thing inside me all along and really not know? He used to say the strangest of things to me and whenever I questioned him about it he would say he had not said anything, to which I would say that I was not deaf I had heard him, but maybe he really never did say these things did he? But somehow I still heard..
Thank you xMermaidiax, I think you have helped me find something I never knew was there until now.