now, this again is one of these dreams where you are going to thing "dafuqs wrong with this kid" but I am going to try to write it in first person. so wish me luck and enjoy! now this is not me telling the story but her name is unknown. so yeah. i'll go in random character now
~~I woke up, it is 6 am, and I crave apples.. I need apples. my thoughts, all I can think about it apples. I walk down stairs and eat an apple but its not enough. I take a bottle of apple juice and drink it down. who thought that apples could be this bad, addicting, awful.
its 3 years later and all I have ever eaten is apples. apples took over my life. I shaking bring the apple juice to my mouth as the interviewer asks me some things "how did this start?" she asks and I drink more apple juice. I need apples. "With a craving" I answer and she nods "do you need help?" she looks concerned but I shake my head "no, I need apples." she looked over at her manager, and look freaked out. my fallen out hair and dull eyes, my blond her always has been shiny but in the last three years I changed. my mum brought me to the doctor and he called it CAD Compulsive Apple Disorder. there are a lot of mental illnesses you can have, but who would've thought of apples? well, applerently me.
another year later I am in a hospital, CAD has won me I guess, I can't feel or move but I do want an apple. please one last apple, I have begged nurses and doctors but no one has give me it.~~
and then I woke up. she appelently died of apple over dose. btw since this dream I crave apples so yeah.....
