I couldn't sleep because my son was up, it was like 2 or 3 in the morning, so I eventually got him to sleep, drunk a cold glass of water and lay down. And this is when the nightmare started.
I'm walking in the cold to my car, I can feel the groceries in my hand, I get to my car, and I sit there, I'm looking around. I don't know what's going on. I put my hands to my face and feel the Baird on my face I am a man I'm confused
Before I can even say anything, a man get in the car right behind the driver's seat, he put a gun to my head and tell me don't move and be quiet, or he would kill me. I'm getting scared because I don't know what's going on.
I hear a deep voice, say you do not have to do this, but it's not, my voice is like I'm in the background, but if somebody else head., I can feel the cold metal on the side of my head is digging in my skin I'm shaking
I'm trying to wake myself up because I am so scared. I'm screaming inside the guy's head, just give him anything he want but he doesn't
I'm surprised when the guy grabs the robber's hand and tried to pull the gun out of his hands the struggle back and forth and the gun go off out of nowhere, I felt a burning sensation on my thigh, like somebody, just dumped hot oil on me it hurts so bad, but I could feel the guy's still fighting for the gun as this point, im crying and pleading with him to stop, he doesn't listen, the Robert gets the gun back and allow pow go off, I feel the pain again in my back then the Robert get out the car and run I'm in so much pain I felt everything like it's my body, but it's not, I can taste the blood in my mouth. I hear the guy say something and a low voice
Then everything started going numb.then I hear him, he said I'm going to die. I can hear the police coming in the background. I tried to tell him he will be fine the police is come But he cannot hear me. And he just keeps repeating, I'm going to die, everything goes fuzzy, and then I jumped up in a cold sweat, shaken in my thigh, and my back hurts so much, and I'm confused, was it real, was it fake? Is it just my imagination was going on with me?
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The nightmares
Non-FictionOnce in a blue moon, I would have realistic dreams and I just want to get this off my chest This is my real dreams Ps. These nightmares are not in order