Saturday, June 3rd, 2017, 3:45 AM. My meme and I hoped I wouldn't have another nightmare, yet it seems hoping won't help. I'm considering getting an extra pillow to hug and comfort me.
I was at my old two story house/mini mansion in Houston Texas. I was sitting on a chair in the living room. On the couch across from me were mom and Jason cuddling like the love birds they are. In between the chair and couch was a coffee table. On the table was a small basket full of important looking mail mom hasn't opened yet. I pick up the basket and look around in it a bit and not bothering to open the mail.
Then I find something strange wrapped in plastic in between the mail.
It is...Um... WHAT?!
Erm... I don't know if I should tell you what it is or not, but let's just say it is for... Protection.
My mom notices me holding this this thing and her eyes widen. She got up and took the basket and thing out of my hands. She begun to yel at me and make me feel guilty.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!! THAT THING IS NOT FOR YOU!! SHAME ON YOU!" And so on..
I felt super guilty and ashamed of myself. To my right was a fire place with no wood in it to burn. Instead was Chloe naked and with no skin on her exposing her flesh and bones in her limbs and her chest revealing ribs and organs. Her left lung kept falling out through her ribs. Somehow, she is still alive, yet her heart doesn't seem to be beating. I gazed in horror as mom continues to yell at me.
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Nighttime Escapes
Short StoryA collection of all of the dreams and nightmares I remember because I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who finds dreams fascinating.
