Dream Journal Entry
Woke up this morning to a convulsion… more on that soon.
In the dream I was partnered up with some person I know, but can’t remember now. We were on some sort of look out duty, as I turned the corner of a corridor I noticed something strange with the lighting in one of the rooms; like when thieves use flashlights when breaking in.
I turned the corner and entered the room to my horror. It was the mother of someone else I know (again, I can’t remember who, I wish I did though), and she was desperately attempting to commit suicide – somehow I knew it wasn’t the first time.
She was so desperate infact, that she grabbed the nearest sharp object – a blue ball point pen – and was about to stab at her wrists and dig out her veins. I got there just in time and called for my watch buddy.
That’s when I started convulsing in real life as my sleeping brain tried to wake my body up. So I physically jerked myself out of sleep this morning and with a really strained hoarse throat gasped out “help”.
It was a pitiful cry, and I hope my roommates didn’t hear…
I’ve been having a series of unnerving dreams lately. And for it and everything else, right this second I think I hate the world. Welcome Emo kid, welcome.
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