Drem journal. Entry 1
This is ome of the many reoccuring dreams I keep having.
Not real enough to be lucid though, or mabye perhaps it was real?
I'm sprinting passed a gate, a taninted jagged bage sign pasted on it
I never looked back but my sight was 360 through my body.
I appear to be a child , was i being followed? Terror spread through my body like a raging fire
as I became tense, dodgind the black arched trees,lightly brushing against the ground.
I could feel my pursuer getting closer.My vision began to fail as I swayed , the damp soil
arriving
Closer to my face, closer to my fate.In a last attempt to escape the chase, I use the last of my
fuel to haul overthe arched metal poles, terring through the cold air and onto the fist block of
pavment.I had made it. I pushed my body over with my right hand, now resting on my back.I
Breathe the cold air making my throat burn.Then my vision goes black.
