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When you were young, you gained a small pen-pal who lived in New Jersey. Letter after Letter, you grew to care for your pen pal. Until, the letters suddenly stopped coming and over time, this pen pal seemed to become a vivid memory in your...
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My dreams were always weird.
You're probably like 'But everyone has weird dreams,' and you're right.
But my dreams are weird.
I remember that it started around when I was 8 or 9. When I was just getting out of the hospital for something. Mom never told me what or why I was there, always dismissing it and saying how I was just a sick kid.
The first night back at the apartments, I couldn't fall asleep. Like someone or something was just staring into my soul. So like any other child that age, I went to go sleep with my mother that night.
It seemed like the eyes had followed me, I tried my best to ignore it and eventually I fell asleep.
The next thing I remember was waking up in a lake. It was a long lake that went on for miles, the colour of it a scarlet red.
Your brain can never really make things as perfect as your eyes see it. In turn, some of the houses that followed around the lake were deformed or was completely inaccurate to actually houses.
The lake then set on fire, a hand reaching for my leg and up came the body. It was a man who looked so similar to me. His face melted off and revealed the skull underneath.
"Why... why did you leave me, (y/n)?" He said, the voice distorted and mixed in with others.
The rest of his body began to catch fire, leaving only the now decapitated hand secured around my leg. The hand starting to age rapidly, looking like one you'd find on a rotting corpse. The skin a rough wrinkled boney texture, it's nails dirty dark disgusting.
A dream like this shook my child self to the core, I've never having such a vivid dream before.
Another dream that I had was around when I had night after I first met Sal.
Since the beginning, there has always been a sort of familiarity between us. Like someone I knew in a past life.
Anyways, the dream followed like this;
I awoke in a lush grey field, dead flowers and dead trees around. The sky was monotone and dark, no clouds anywhere.
I couldn't move. I simply stood in the middle of this field.
