My mom, sister and i were in our old van, my mom was driving. She got pissed off at me, so i said i was getting out, we were in front of a walmart. I went behind the store, there were other teenagers there watching tv and swimming in a pool. I sat down on the concrete angry, knowing i didn't do anything to piss off my mom. It was getting late, there were only 2 other people there, eventually they left. I was the only person here, it was midnight. I texted my mom through snapchat, i accidentally messaged two other people. My mom was gonna pick me up at the gas station, when i tried going through the parking lot it was like an electric current was going through me. It felt terrible, i could barley move.
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Dream Journal
General FictionFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.
