It's happening again. Lord.. that dream haunts me, I saw a man, growing up with his parents in a simple an old bungalow with a converted attic and sides covered in oak shake. And the thing I always see is.. that unknown man hang himself on the tree at the end of every dreams he shot his old parents. But who is he? At the beginning, I know I want to understand who is he and why does he keep appear in my dreams, because I think.. That man was able to understand every words I mumble about him even it was only a dream. This isn't how things are done, but as long it is, I will find out.
For now, I should be better go to bed. I haven't slept for hours, and I just took the pills earlier, so my eyes were a bit blurry now and because of in sleepiness.
But.. who's the one look through the half-darkness from the little crook of my door peek hole every night?
YOU ARE READING
Lee's journal
Gizem / Gerilimyes, a random and unknown story you saw on Wattpad. This is the writing of a 7(8) th grade kid, so supposedly it sounds weird.
