Everynight it's the say.....I dread sleep because I know what will come. Horrid nightmares they never seem to stop, why do I get them? Most of them are so realistic that it burdens me that I've even had the dream in the first place. I can use all my senses in the dreams, like a dream in which one of my friends killed herself. I'll tell you how it goes:
I had just walked into a class room at my old school and a woman walked up to the door right behind me by the name of Jean and she preceded to speak.
"Shauna I like your hair it's so pretty"
I turned to look at her and this big smile she had on her face faded and she blurted out.
"Oh yeah "will remain namless" killed herself. She slit her wrists in the bathtub."
All of a sudden my mom appeared behind her and gave me this aweful sad look and I ran past them into the hall way and collapsed to my knees and begain crying. It was as if I went from being in the hall of the school to standing in her bathroom looking at her. I could feel the moisture in the hair, I could smell the blood from the tub that was a mixture of blood and water and I could see her. It was horrid....so bad that I woke up crying and I had to convince myself that it was just that infact a dream....
Another time I had a dream about getting shot in the legs with arrows 6 or 7 times and no matter how hard I screamed no one that was close by that I knew would come to help.......and then there is the shadow dream but I'll not get into that one......well I just thought I'd get all of this off of my chest.....
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