My brother was driving my moms car, she was in the passenger seat. My brother ran over and killed 2 people, but instead of stopping and calling for help he continued on and went home. The neighbor across the street was beside him when it happened in the other lane. A cop showed up across the street, i'm assuming they were talking to them about what happened. After a little bit the cops came over in the driveway to look at the car, there were small drops of blood on the bumper. The cops took a swab of it for evidence. My mom was worried about my brother getting arrested. Then i woke up.
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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.
