I used to wish to be different. I wished to be able to dream what others couldn't. I finally got just that, and it never goes away. Just goes to show, be careful what you wish for.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Dream 23: Demonic Sister
I had a dream that I was laying in bed. I had just woken up in the morning. I roll over and see my sister (Jesi) on the floor sitting with her knees drawn up to her chest and her back to me. She was holding a gun in her hands, and she was sticking it in her mouth. I sat up quick and then heard it bang as she pulled the trigger. The back of her head was blown off and she was still alive. There was blood everywhere, and a pool of it gathering on the floor underneath her. I was scared and crying, and then she turned around smiling. Then she looked at me and started laughing. Then I woke up.
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