I told her not to worry

I said she shouldn’t worry. But would she listen? I told her that things like that didn’t happen in real life, and even if they did it wouldn’t happen to people like her.
‘Everything always happens to me’ she used to say.
I told her I’d be there for her, so even if the worse did come about she wouldn’t be alone.
‘It’ll happen when your back’s turned’ she always said.
I tried to remind her that all those films she watched and books she read were pure fiction. She always said that the people that wrote them knew something that we didn't.
No matter what I said she worried more and more. ‘If you keep on at this rate the men in white coats will come for you’ I joked.
She said it was the men in green coats that she was worried about.
This went on and on for ages, and in time even I began to worry. This stupid fantasy was beginning to take her over.
And then one dark night the sky suddenly lit up. I heard a deep throbbing sound, but when I got to the window to see what was happening, everything had returned to normal. In the morning I put it all down to a silly dream.
She was right to have worried. I was wrong. I still find it hard to comprehend. Why her of all people?
Still, she loved to travel and not all aliens are bad. Every night I look up at the stars and wonder which one she’s on. It’s quite funny really!