Everyone has dreams, I have almost all nightmares.
My dreams are filled with people's deaths... I'm used to it by now, but if it's one of my close friends, I start screaming and crying until my mom tells me to shut up.
I've been having dreams of this dude dying, being murdered, committing suicide, or me dying for him. This has been going on for about a month, and I barely told him today. I just didn't want him to think I'm a freak or some kind of psychopath.
I'm just freaked out about it because of what happened when I was about 7. I've always had the same kind of dreams. I had a dream of my, grandparents I guess, dying. A few weeks later, it came true. I've always felt guilty for not trying to prevent it. I just don't want to see someone else close to me die...
A/N- I guess this is kinda like my journal. Anyway, please don't think that I'm a freak. Oh, and please vote, comment, all those wonderful things!
A quote: "They promised that dreams come true, but forgot to mention, nightmares are dreams too"
