My parents adopted another kid whose name I don't remember. All I remember was that I hated him. He was a perfect little angel in front of my parents, but when they weren't around he was terrible. He claimed to have several different personas (one of which was a spider, and to become this spider he put Nerf foam darts over his fingers) and whenever he did something wrong he would blame it on one of these characters to avoid taking responsibility for his actions.
At one point I finally got fed up and chopped up all the Nerf darts in the house while talking on the phone with Rose and complaining about him. He came into my room and punched me in the face, and I chased him out into the hallway and our house looked different so he ran into a room that doesn't exist. And Rose was chilling on his bed and while I was confused he jumped up behind me and smashed a plate over my head.
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dream journal
Diversosas soon as i wake up, i write down everything i remember from my dream. it often makes no sense, and is always full of typos, but i have edited them to remove names of real people and make it comprehensible
