I've been having really bad dreams lately. They are quite weird actually. I wake up sweat drenching every inch of my body. I'm soaked in it right now. I have just woke up from a dream. This is what happened in my dream...
I was eating waffles at someone's house.
"Good morning honey." Someone grabbed my shoulder.
I was now outside in a street. There was no one anywhere.
"Hello?" I shouted.
No answer.
"HELLO!?!?!!!??"
There was a small boy sitting in the street. His back was turned to me.
"Where am I?" I asked the boy. I approached him rapidly.
I grabbed his shoulder. He shattered, the blood bursted, guts poured out. It was like a strange special effect. I couldn't help but smirk at my handiwork.
The blood looked rather inviting. I was going to cover myself in the warm fresh blood, but when I touched it it turned to dust.
I looked around there were missing person flyers everywhere. They all had my picture on them.
I walked toward the flyers and now I was on the edge of a bridge.
I sat down and dangled my feet off the edge. A little girl sat down next to me.
"You should do it." She said plainly.
"Do what?"
"You should jump with me."
"Okay." I grabbed her hand.
"One...two...three...blast off!"
We jumped.
I was now in a coffin...underground.
"Help!!! Can anybody hear me???"
No answer.
I kept banging my fist against the coffin.
"I NEED HELP!! CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?!?!?!" I shouted with everything I had.
I was running out of oxygen...and of course I didn't have my inhaler.
I was now in a hunting shack.
My innards were spread across the carpet. My entire body was chopped in half. Blood was all over. There were human heads on the walls and a stuffed baby that was in a crawling position. I couldn't move. At least this one was better then the last one.
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