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Nightmares [Real Stories]
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I have nightmares, horrible if I may add.
Of course, I imagine you also do have them. I'm not saying mine are worse than yours nor vice versa.
I have them a lot and I have good quantity of them so, I want to share them, so if you connect to one of them, you can help me to prevent them to get deep into me.
Writing my fears down is a better way than to talk about them, so I think this might help me a bit.
I can't handle them. I'm terrified, they are just too real sometimes... I am really bad at explaining things so I apologize beforehand; however, I'll try my best.
No need to read if you don't wanna read them. I wouldn't...not mine. You might know me better with this, but I please beg you not to think of me as weak. I know it already, no need for more people to say it.
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