I have awoken again from my own slumber, yet still not dead. What had happened before? Was it all a dream also? No it is still November 25th but this is not right, all felt real before, my death, my sufferings, what was going on?
"Happy Birthday!!", A chant I heard from my Mother and Father, people had surrounded me. I do not know these people, this is another dream, yes, I shall end it then. I screeched at the top of my lungs, nothing happened they shook me and ask what was wring I kept letting it all out. This is all a dream, this amount of appreciation to me is not possible, It is a dream, everything broken, when I opened my eyes, there my Mother and Father was layed like the corpses they'd been all before. I was worried that I would never wake up again.
