This is a shitty page made for me ((aka this whole book)) but this is going to talk about some deep and dark shit, so beware
I woke up in a cold sweat, my body shaking as I replayed the dream.
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I was with my siblings, smiling, and then we saw something, I saw— no learned something and my head felt like splitting with all the bias opinions. The thing is, if I could I'd find out what was fake and what was true, but the things I learned, the new information about people— they where dead, gone, I can't ask them...
I watched as dream me punched a wall with anger as my sister looked concerned, then I broke down crying, she smiled sadly at me and I just kept crying.
Than my brother walked in, a smile quickly replaced with nothing, but blankness. The blankness I wish I could have, and the love he should've given my brother not me.
Than I woke up
I wonder how it would've been if they where all still here, I would live miles away from where I am now, and that was enough to think "Maybe god's plan is more elaborated than I thought, maybe I should stop worrying about people I can't talk to anymore and worry more about the people I could." And I do love and miss them, but I don't think I'd ever change anything I have now for the world.
It's sloppy and sucky but it's supposed to be for me mainly...
