karamazovfanboy

Every time I find myself dumbfounded by my own boredom, I open wattpad and make fun of my writing.

karamazovfanboy

I had a weird dream. Everything here is fictional thanks to it being from my mind
          
          
          . My mother was in an affair with somebody. One day the guy came over . He strangled my mother and shattered her skull. I grabbed a knife. He didn’t see me. He began to take off his and my dead mother’s  clothes. (necrophilia happened) He went to the bathroom to go wash his hands. I stabbed him. The knife going through his chest. He coughed out blood then I harshly pulled it out, then I slit the back of his throat where blood gushed and he fell on the bathroom floor. Once I had realized what I had done. I froze, what do I do with a dead body. Then I told myself it was all a dream.
          
          I think the dream was a lucid one because it was my own instinct to kill him in the first place