My Dream Journal

October 16, 2020

I don't think I played me but a girl about 16. I was living in a really destructive household where I was really poor and there were lots of people. Our house was an old broken down building next to a golf course. I had my best friend, my parents, my sister, my brother, and some other kids who were small and lived in the house with us. We all got along and everything was fine except for my dad.

We all were inside and I had walked outside to climb a tree or something. I heard a cop car pull up and since this wasn't our property I ran inside and told everyone and then I tried to hide in a dresser drawer.

The police officer came inside and talked to my dad and I was so worried he would arrest him but what he did was so much worse.

I couldn't get into the drawer so I figured it would be safer just to sit on the bed like everyone else was in the room.

The police officer left after doing rounds of each room and then I heard beeping.

I lookedbup and saw a bomb, several of them near where he was before. I yelled to everyone tobgetvout of the house and I got to the front door.

'They aren't gonna get out' I thought before unlovking the door and running outside.

It blew

No one else got out and I watched it blow up with everyone I loved and everything I had. No one survived but me.

Not my sister, my best friend, or that little girl even younger than my sister.

And then

I woke up and cried