Dreams are always better than reality, and will remain as simply a hope. My dreams though, are black and white. I struggle to find an understanding of why this is, but I can't find any answers. I often wonder what it's like to dream in colour, and are their dreams more beautiful than mine? There's just one problem with my dreams, they come true. Many of you have probably wondered how amazing it would be if your dream did come to life. Mine aren't amazing. Mine will end humanity as we know it. I fear my imagination, and the possiblities things will result in...
