Chapter 5
The next dream
I did have another dream.This wasn’t about the note though. It was about Anna reattempting to commit suicide. But this time she succeeded. As I was at her funeral I realized that even though she had beaten me up and scared me half to death every day, she had helped me with the note and all.
I woke up. Sitting straight up, wide awake in my bed. “Just what I was afraid of. Another dream. Uuuuggghh!” I said to myself. “I am so going to a mental hospital,” I said to myself.
I went downstairs to eat breakfast. after that I knew I would never get to sleep ever again knowing that I could easily have another dream.
My mom came down. “You’re up early. It’s 4 in the morning. What the heck are you doing down here?”
“Uh what the heck are you doing down here?” I asked her
“I asked you first!” she yelled.
“I had another dream,” I replied.
“What was this one about?” She asked in a curious manner.
“Well, It’s Anna. She gets all up in my head. So, in the dream she tried to commit suicide again.”
“Oh,” she said as the shock of what I had just said was still sinking in.
“But this time she succeeded.” My mom was in shock. Her jaw had dropped clear to the floor.
I decided to leave her there, jaw open, so I took my poptart upstairs.
She burst into my room causing me to drop my poptart. “Suicide?!” she slapped me across the face.
“Ow, what, and why?!” I said rubbing my burning, slapped, red face.
“Ow, good, What suicide, and why, You should NOT be dreaming about people committing suicide!!” again she slapped me.
“Ow!” I replied.
“Good!” saying nothing more she was out of the room.
I ate my remaining poptart in silence as I was rubbing my throbbing face.
