I was outside on the front porch with a young mom and her toddler. A crazy man lit the house on the corner on fire. Her toddler was very upset, I went into my house to find some stuff to distract him, I was grabbing paw patrol plushies. I went back outside, this man had also shot and killed the people in it. He was running by us with a gun then i woke up. I woke up because my cat knocked over a nail polish, i thought it was an actual gunshot, it scared the actual shit out of me, my heart rate jumped from 69 bpm to 105.
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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.
