I was sleeping (I know I was because I remember falling asleep) when I was dreaming about this young little girl who was holding a journal (that was worn out) and was humming the same tune that is unknown to me. She walked out of my room and and kept singing that tune. I woke up to the same tune and fell back asleep. The tune was so angelic and soft. I had no control over it. I fell asleep having other dreams about her.
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Dreams and experiences
HorrorThe unknown are everywhere. Some resting. Some restless. If you wake the resting. You may open a whole new world of hell. If you anger the restless. You may have opened something more darker than hell.
