Friday, March 2, 2012

 Last night I had the most horrible, frightening dream and an invisible entity would press my face into the pillow and invade my thoughts and I couldn't escape it no matter where I went. It filled my head with images of dead bodies and I screamed and screamed. Why are you doing this to me? I'm a good person!
 When I finally pulled myself from my dream, I was lying in my dark room at four in the morning with no way of knowing if any of it was true. So I crawled into my parents' room and cried and stayed home from school.
 College is going to be hard.

☀K☁

1 amusing musings:

Grace said...

Ah, I hate that! I know that feeling.

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