February 2012
So i finally get some sleep last night, and i have one of the most wierdist, most scariest dreams i’ve ever had. in the first sequence of the dream i was framed for stealing glasses, which now that i think about it i remember a part of my dream where i could’ve actually taken them subconsciously; and the second have of my dream i was trying to get throw a crowd of people who who were trying to look down into a hole. when i got to the hole someone was hanging in the whole by a stick and when i got close enough to see who it was it was my brother. at that same time i realized it was him the stick gave out and he fell and hit the flour hard enough to have died. once i saw that i jumped down and grew like spider legs, or something like that, and screamed to the top of my lungs saying “NOOOO!” i was heading down to my bro sooo fast that when i hit him at the grown, i woke up to my phone alarm.
the ending sound of my scream with my alarm matched up sooo tightly that it gave me a quite a scare. after i sat up from bed i realized the “moral” of my dream/nightmare, and that moral to me at least meant that nothing good lasts forever, not even family.
and now….i’m depressed, and and angry, and all I wanna do is just tell my family how much they suck for loving me so much! i’m just kidding about that last part. but really.
going to try to sleep one more time. if i fail…i’ll just toss and turn till i’m tired of it. i guess.
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….yeah i’m still awake…….