GTA's Effect

I wasn't Dreaming

It wasn't because of sleep deprivation at all. last night I had a horrible nightmare. It was the most terrifying sight i have ever seen. What i dreamed was that i gave into the thoughts i was hearing in my head last night. what i did in this dream it started when i took my pistol out of my safe. I drove up down the rode to where my mom lives. And it was awful of what i did to her. I shot her through the stomach; and the most horrifying thing was is that it didn't feel like i was dreaming. All the signs were there of feeling like you were awake. last night it felt like i woke up, walked over to my safe, opened the heavy door and walked over to my car. I wasn't exactly sure we're I was going but I felt this strong feeling and dedication when I was in my car. I saw my parents home so i drove over to them and as I parked and opened their door, I could feel the cold metal as if I was grasping the gun in my hand ready to do, something. Then I had the thought, the thought that I had when playing that game before when I was awake earlier. i knew it was a dream it had to be if was in my house with a gun pointing at one of my family members. I awoke as soon as fired the gun. I returned back to the reality of where I can finally breath of relief that none of that was real, still I do remember what i dreamed vividly, after all that i just saw it was all just a dream. But Still, I could not take that risk. I had to see for myself if they were alive. I made it to my parents house, with such a horrifyingly realistic dream all i could think and expect was the worse. All possible outcomes that could have happened are in my mind and the only way to feel relaxed: is to prove none of them occurred. "either one, i find them all dead in their home or two  I already dragged all their bodies out and Ave no way of knowing. Either way if I hid them to cover the evidence then I might as well leave. I begin to leave but as I was about to leave I saw my gun laying on the floor. I frantically ran up to the door and as I was panicking and wasn't able to open the door I kicked it down while screaming, "IS EVERYONE OK IN HERE" nobody answers and nobodies in sight. oh no i can't believe it i actually did it and if i did do it then that means "Gasps", That means i have no way of stopping myself from hurting more of the people i know, and the only way i could stop myself is to. "end my life" he whispers to himself. The door to the living room then slams open up. Dad: " hey what the hell did you do to our door, you owe me one hundred dollars and after i buy the materials you and me are spending the rest of the day fixing it, got it son". Roffbe replies "Oh my god, dad you are, you are alive." Dad: "Yeah, i am alive and, you won't be if you don't pay me what you owe right now". They were alive and well, this, this feeling thing didn't get to me, which means i was only paranoid, probably because i have been playing games too much. Maybe I should stay with my family a little bit longer, after all when i was i kid i never had this feeling take over my dreams. I just hope i won't have that feeling here now. Dad: "hey son, have you seen your mother, I haven't seen her since I got back from my meeting in New York.". I looked at him in terror. Me: dad please tell me your joking. Dad gives me a weird look, I turn around and try not to cry in front of him. In my eyes I see a vision of my mom dead, holding her gunshot wound in here chest, I open my eyes and I hear myself saying "I think she told me that she's going on a business trip, it was last minute and she couldn't reschedule." Dad: "OK then I'll be sleeping here so please leave, right now. I stand there, paused, looking straight at the bullet hole in the bedroom. Dad gets physical and I see myself grab the gun and leave. Me:"Roffebe how could you."