I was in a dark room, a dead crow was the only thing I could see. I crawled towards it and picked it up. I stood up, I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I started to pet it as I heard laughing in the distance, it sounded familiar but I couldn't tell who it was. I walked towards the laughing as I noticed it was me. I was on the ground, not moving as I laughed over and over. All of a sudden I looked down at the crow and it's head was off. Someone in the distance was running towards me, it was another me, still laughing. She came towards me but as soon as she got all the way up to me, face to face. She stopped running and laughing, she looked at me and said "It died because of you!" then she looked at the crow. Then another one of me ran up, then another, then another. All of them did what saying the same things over and over. I felt trapped, more of them just kept coming, I couldn't escape it. I looked at the sky, closed my eyes and screamed.
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Black heart
HorrorThe story of one of my dreams I've had over and over, the same dream, adding on pieces ever time I have it.