Night after night after night. Sweating. Shaking. Sleepless nights tossing and turning. Can't sleep. The dreams. The nightmares. They keep coming back again and again. I roll over and pick up my phone and hit call. "Vicky they keep coming back. I can't ever sleep anymore." "It's alright just try to read a book or watch a movie tonight. Drink some tea to calm your nerves." "Alright thanks for answering I know it's so late." "No worries, Jess. Goodnight!" I get up to go boil some water for some tea. I head back to my room to read a book as Vicky suggested while I wait on my tea. But all I can see are flashing images from my dreams. Nothing makes sense. The dreams started a year ago and I can't get them to ever stop. Sometimes I feel like they are real. The images are so vivid and the feelings are so intense. Almost feels like lightning striking through my body that wakes me up every time. Once I wake up, all I ever remember is him. Dean Winchester.
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