I was laying my head on a guys lap in his car, he was stroking my hair I nearly fell asleep. I sat up because he was driving us somewhere. As he drove the road got super steep, I was anxious about it, I mean the road was almost straight up. He was pressing the gas as much as he could, we reached nearly the top and he told me to get out while we were nearly on top, I did and made it into a parking lot it connected to but he didn't. The car went backwards down the steep road full speed and he hit the bottom. I was scared. I called a tow truck to pull him up, the road started filling up with red water he was either already did or gonna die from drowning if we didn't get him out. The tow truck worker found his car and latched onto the front of it, the car was slowly pulled up. He was dead caused by the car going backwards at full speed. I was in shock, I had to turn around because of the blood, I kept saying "it's not fair, it's not fair" while almost crying.
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Dream Journal #2
General FictionThe second part to my dream journal. Capturing the dreams I have caused by severe anxiety. Trigger warning; some dreams are graphic, traumatic or mature. *none of these are real life scenarios, these are all my real dreams*
