Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Nightmare
I woke up from a horrific nightmare crying. I dreamt that my brother commited suicide and because i was the first one to find him everyone thought i killed him. It was a gruesome sight. He was stabbed in the stomach with sharp pencils and a pair of scissors. In fact his stomach was split open too. Scary and gruesome. Thinking i was the one who killed him of course i got apprehended. When i was about to go on trial, someone came along and set me free. I was wandering about the court building before i woke up. I remember my mum saying that i was guilty for his death that i was the one that drove him to suicide. When i woke up i didn't know what to do but cry. Wanted to call Jonathan but he was sleeping, wanted to go to my parent's room to sleep but there wouldn't be any space for me. Wanted to check on my brother to make sure he wasn't dead, i had no guts. The dream felt so real. When i woke up my hands were above my head as though i was being cuffed. And i felt this dark gloom over me, didn't know what it was but it just didn't help. So i just laid in my bed paralysed by the scare of a dream gone horribly wrong. Not wanting to sleep, fearing i'd have the same dream again but yet not knowing what to do.
Unknown at 11:59 am