nightmare
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Dreams are so crazy. Here is my best attempt at explaining a dream I had where I was two people at once. People I hope I will never experience in real life: one the killer, and one the victim.
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Everyone around me continues to barricade the windows and padlock the doors. Curiously, they are most concerned with stuffing towels into every crack and crevice they find. I stand there watching them in wonderment. “Okay, we must be trying to keep something out. A gas??” Someone looks back at my frozen self, “What are you
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It was a long day full of typical Sunday errands. It is always so stressful driving around in city traffic, from one place to another. On top of that, it was a relentless humid and steamy summer day in July. By the time I got home, sticky with sweat and tired from heat exhaustion, I
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Dreams really do reflect how you’re feeling, but never in the way you expect them to.
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I imagine if I were to ever take drugs, I’d have similar visions that come alive in my dreams. This is why I don’t do drugs. During my childhood, my Mom had always enjoyed having life-sized dolls placed in various rooms. They would either be sitting innocently on armchairs or creepily standing in corners. I’m
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