In the nightmare, one of my friends killed themselves by stabbing themself with a long knife-like object.
i could see from their perspective, as if i was viewing what was happening through their eyes during the process of stabbing themself to death.
Then, i heard her saying something about how it was too much to keep on living.
After everything went dark, and then i was sitting in a table and other students were talking about the incident as if years had passed and it was just known as a distant tragedy.
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For the second nightmare, i was going to a mall with my sibling and mother.
While trying to reach the second floor, mother used the stairs, while me and my sibling used an elevator that seemed to have no walls.
My sibling went first since the elevator could only take one individual at a time.
When i got on, the elevator pad shook halfway to the top and i fell soundlessly to the ground, and when i looked up, i saw my mother looking at me with a cold look and the last thing i heard was my mother say "i told you..." and then i heard a hollow thud and my vision was crimson.
That's when i woke up.
March 1st, 2018
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In My Head
Non-FictionJust a place where I let the thoughts, ideas, tragedies, events and possibilities that thrive within me and the experiences I've lived be voiced and bear a place where others may understand them. •lower-case "i" intended •Cover made by me *Warning:...
