My mom and I brought the car to a mechanic to get the brakes fixed, the waiting room was packed. Due to the Covid-19 I didn't want to sit near anyone, I ended up standing. We went home, and i was determined to figure something out, I have no idea what it was.
I filled the upstairs bath tub up until it flooded, the middle of the bathroom was like a pond. My mom found out, so she kicked me out. I was finding a place to sit, almost everything outside was wet. Then harry styles and some other girl asked if I wanted to come to their hideout, of course i said yes. It was filled with computers, and there was a bed. Then I woke up.
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Dream Journal
Algemene fictieFirst part of my dream journal, second part is up and running. Writing down my dreams caused by intense anxiety. Some dreams may be graphic, mature or traumatic.
