Dream

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So I had a dream.
I've been having nightmares and sad dreams and this was part of both.
It was about Commie. Sorta.
Onward to the story!
So I was babysitting my cousins (at my house) and then this man came up to us. I was scared and I told him that I'd give him the keys to our house if he would leave us alone. He threw a knife at both of my cousins heads. I watched in horror as he took one of those knives and stabbed me in the leg with it. I screamed and he went into my house for some reason. I limped down my freakishly long driveway and called the police. They searched my house but couldn't find him. I was put into witness protection for a couple months, and then went back to my old house. And then he came back.
Warning this gets a bit graphic
This part was very clear and not as fuzzy or hazy as the rest of it. So this guy smiles sadistically at me and presses hand on my stomach while I struggle to get away. He takes out that knife again and presses it into my thigh and drags it up to my ribs (IM SCREAMING THIS WHOLE TIME). He wipes some of the blood off the side of my rib cage and drags it down my cheek. For some reason, he suddenly stops and gets up, staring, frightened by the blood on his hands. He gets up and runs away but when I call the police this time, they catch him.
IF YOU SKIPPED THAT, BASICALLY HE ALMOST KILLED ME BUT DIDN'T
So I started going back to school like normal. I realized that life was too short to live with regrets so I went to Commie and said "We've both done some stupid shiz and I'm sorry." Then he apologized and we agreed to go back to being friends. I woke up almost in tears and then realized that never happened. When I thought about I realized none of it would ever actually happen. Oh, I found the key on this necklace that matches one I made for him. I'm still not sure what I'm going to do with it but I think I might repurpose it in another necklace or bracelet. I don't really know right now. I'll figure it out.

Bye everyone!

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