someone broke in and started killing everyone in the house. i didnt know these people, they were randoms i thought i was familiar with. its weird how dreams do that.
it left me feeling really selfish, because to protect myself i used other people as a shield to give myself enough time to escape and call for help.
when i wan outside, i stared at the door and thought for a moment. i knew it wasn’t real, i knew this was a dream, but what if it wasn’t? what if i go back inside and die. i was also worried about the embarrassment of calling the police and nobody being there if i was dreaming, and ran next door to the neighbors for help instead.
i couldnt sleep very well the rest of the night and now i’m constantly paranoid. not that i’ll get killed or something, its really hard to explain
finneass <33 I agree on that for sure. Yeah maybe it isnt eternal happiness but it’s the little things along the way of life that make it a bit better. Kind of like how in games, you get little prizes and chests along the way to motivate you to continue on.
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