I am a inexperienced writer (of anything really), but I’m going to try to wright down some dreams that still bounce around my skull and haunt my thoughts. They are a little blurry, but I can remember the key bits and pieces.

Dream #1.) I was walking down a trail in a forest, and there was a small building in the distance. I walked towards it, and saw a group of people surrounding someone laying on the ground, whispering words for help. When I approached the group, no one was on the ground anymore, but everyone turned to face me, faces of anger, disgust, and smug expressions. They were the faces of family and friends. They surrounded me in a flash, holding scissors, knives, pliars, even just sharpened fingernails. I was held down, all of my attempted attacks were slow af, so I was powerless. They stabbed me, clawed me, cut me, and bit me. Then, they started gnawing on my flesh like jerky, tearing apart my shredded flesh with their teeth. I can’t remember if they were wearing hoodies or robes, but they had strange symbols on their backs. I woke up, and could barely look my parents in the eyes while prepping for school.

Dream #2.) I was running from something in a road/field path, when I ran into the group, all wearing the robes/hoodies. They all looked at me and smiled, but not the smiles of happiness, the smiles of evil. They walked towards me, and I fell to the ground like I was being held down by a giant hand. My rib cage started to pull on my flesh from the inside of my chest, doing the motion of like like tapping on a surface, one finger, then the next one, the next one, etc. Suddenly, my ribcage opened up like that trap in saw, my organs exposed. I don’t remember if I screamed, but I do remember the group stabbing my opened carcass, and waking up.

So the moral of the story is….. I have no f****** idea.

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