Dream Diary 2》
Thursday September 4 11:34
This boy has a secret power that only the government knows about. He is assigned secret service members as a form of.protection, but who is he being protected from. And is he really the one being protected or does everyone need protection from him?
Me amd stacy were at a wonderful bookstore, along with west and 2 other ss members. The book store was pretty open spaced, but it was small. When walking in, the counter was on the right side of the store. Beyond that were the shelves of books, leaning against the wall, up until the back, which formed a curve, like a circle. There were small bookcases that curved around an open bench. Behind that was the wall of curviness, stacked with books. We were looking thru the literature section when a man approached us. The vibe was pretty off so I didn't let the man near me or stacy, so I.took her by the wrist and we ran. Next this I knew, I was backed into a corner. Ready.to be dissected for the choosing. Then out of the blue, west came and beheaded the strange man. He muttered something about being a hassle and we went and sat in the back of the bookstore, where the.benches were. I shook with fear as I thought back to the forest,
The forest where I was left to die.
Questioning my own existence.
What am I, who am I.
As the pain and nausea swirled in my head along with these questions, I could only see the rain. I could only hear it. Taste it. Feel it.
That was truely a terrifying thing for me.
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Dream Diary
RandomWritings of my dreams. weird, quirky, and sometimes truely upsetting. DISCLAIMER: some of my dreams, when written-post, have been edited to make a more smooth understanding.
