Inside Out Thoughts

Dreams

Ive been pretty tired all day because I went to bed late because I was doing homework and  woke up at 7 and I couldnt go back to sleep. I couldnt sleep because I had a nightmare. It felt so real. Too real.

Everyone was brainwashed/zombie like. It was only me and a girl I didnt recoginze and now that I've been up for a full day the image of the girls face is gone. We were hiding out in my house but different parts of it, like my kitchen, was my grandmas old kitchen. We went down to my barn(yes I have a barn I have a lot of land), trying to find something to cure them.

We couldnt find anything so we went to ask my parents. We knocked on their bedroom door and my mom opened it. She was slowly becoming one of the zombie people, I guess. So was my dad. I had no clue where my siblungs were so we locked my parents in their room. We heard a knock at my front door and saw one if my classmates(X with a p for those who understand that code) and his mom. Now I've never seen his mom but I knew it was her.

She was trying to get one of us to open the door. I sneakrd around our balcony and looked out one if the front windows. My classmate was standing in my driveway and was saying "They're not here. Lets go mom" continuously. His mom didnt answer and just kept knocking. Me and the girl rushed to my bathroom and locked ourselves in. We heard the mom somehow get in and the girl decided to go and try to stop them. I heard them kill her and I started sobbing. I was all alone. Like I said in one of my previous chapters, thats one of my biggest fears.

I looked in the mirror thinking through my options. I thought I couldn't life like this and I didnt want them to kill me. I had concluded that I would kill myself. I looked in my mirror and was trying to convince myself that it was a dream. I kept repeating "This is a dream" I squeezed my eyes shut when I heard the mom starting to pound on the door. I finally bulted up in my bed. It felt like I was in a different dimension. Or another world.

I have real feeling dreams all the time but I usually just wake up from them. This time I had to tell myself it was a dream. I thought I was all alone. My parents. My siblings. My friends.

Once I woke up I couldn't go back to sleep. I posted on my Snapchat story that I had a really bad dream. I didnt expect anyone to answer or question it. I posted it of more like a clarification for myself. It was a dream and it wasnt real. But then a lot of my friends had asked if I was okay and what happened and if I need to talk to someone. I felt so loved and cared about. It reminded me that it was a dream and I wasn't alone. It made me feel so happy that my friends cared so much.

I don't deserve them. They're too good to me. They care for me so much. I love them. I would do anything for them. They are the best people in my life and I owe the world to them. I cant express how much I love and care for them too.