Ok this is really annoying. But I just wrote this but for some reason Wattpad deleted it before it got saved???! I wrote it perfectly and now I have to do it again.
Basically, I deliberated on wether I should document this dream or not cause it scared me so much. I don't remember everything cause it's been a long day but I'll recall what I can.
So it's nighttime and we're in this weird location where there's a large house and a yard. The house is not a proper house, it has half a roof, 3 full walls, and one of the walls is so low you could jump over it. On the other side of the low wall is a large backyard. My friends and I were in the yard having a campfire on logs, eating marshmallows and chatting.
Then suddenly, I'm in the house with this skinny boy. I don't know this guy. And I don't know how it came to this but, I killed him. I murdered him. I don't remember how but it was in a physical way so maybe beating him up or something. But it was probably torture for him... because he was defenceless. But so am I? I'm not that strong either but I killed that boy and all my friends witnessed. But none of them said anything to stop me. They just watched with straight, uninterested faces.
Then I returned to the yard with the boys body all bloody in the house. My friends and I continued our campfire hangout and talked about the murder.
The next day, or now it's daytime I don't know which day. I was invited to this huge mansion. It was a weird mansion, almost fantasy like. At the mansion I was just chilling out with people, some I knew, but more people I didn't know. We were running around and hiding a lot in the mansion, going to into every room to look for something, or to hide ourselves? We kept getting lost and looking for each other and at the same time it felt like we were escaping from something. Then I opened a bedroom door and found them all in there chilling. So we hung out. But then something disturbed us and we all left again, running down the halls and rooms.
We ran down these long white halls into a chilling area. If I had to describe it, it was like those 2 hallways that come together into a corner. That corner, is the chilling area. The whole scene is white, well in general the mansion is really white. Then there were benches an illusion black and white picture behind the benches. We all sat on the benches and chilled. I don't know why we stopped, and I don't know why we stopped there but I felt like I was being judged. I don't remember what we were talking about but I feel like it was about me and what I did to the skinny boy.
Then I woke up.
