☆A nightmare☆

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I had this dream last night (19th to 20th) and it was really vivid, like I was watching a movie.

I was in a room, with my parents and little brother. We got to hear that my grandpa had passed away. (Wich also happend in real life). My grandma's came (from my dad and moms side.) My cat, Lily, got here aswell. Not much time later, one of them got murdered. She was on a balcony like place. Blood was going down, outside. It was raining there and a man was standing there. I saw how he got the blood over him. We were shocked and not much time later Lily died.

I put my two cat plushies (I have an extreme emotional attachment to the plushies, I have had them my whole life) in a tiny circle with a flower in the middle for Lily. I was so sad.  Later in the room was suddenly a rave going on at the place where I had Lily and my plushies and stuff. The worst part is, my little brother was in that aswell. Even tho he is 12. I grabbed him and dragged him away from there.

Then I had to sacrafice the plushies and I do not know why exactly. After we had to bury all the people and Lily. Instead they throw them into the water. I got mad and wanted to fix it, but I couldn't. We got home, but was not really home. There was a dog buried, we do not actually have a dog, but in the dream we had.
A woman was like waiting for the dog to sink.
I saw it as my chance to do something.

I grabbed the dog and it seemed like he was ver alive. It jumped at me in happiness, but my mom got mad and told me to put the dead dog back. I got mad again and said that he was alive and I wanted to keep the dog.
My mom did not want to give me the dog. I got mad and went upstairs. I laid on my bed noticing that I could not hug my plushie. I got so sad, I went down stairs again and told my mom "I want the dog since I can not have Lily". I cried and suddenly my friend was there. I ran to her and gave her a hug and I woke up.

I did not write that much detail, that is why it does not seem that bad, but it really was playing with my emotion.

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