I had another nightmare.
I swear about every week I get one or have them nights in a row.
I had one where my Dad was dumb and bought uranium and left it out in the open on the kitchen counter, on the edge.
My baby brother who's a toddler(he's still a baby to me) grabs it am I start panicking.A lot.
My first response was to shower him in the kitchen sink rapidly with mostly water and
My heart sank.He started screaming and crying as purple spots formed on his skin.Like in full marks or something.
I think I managed to somehow save him but the scars remained.
Then I woke up.
I'm weird.I think I've been reading too much.
