What am I supposed to think about all this?
I don’t « really » believe in dreams that come true, premonitions, and stuff like that. Sometimes I’ve experienced things in real life that look pretty much like dreams I’ve had.
But the one tonight is very strange. Usually when I dream, the people in it are people I don’t know. This time it was friends and family.
Even weirder, the two protagonists of the story of my dream are me, and a friend. Again it’s okay, but then this friend hurt my little sister. Something I’ll never get over in real life.
I’m having a hard time figuring out exactly what to think about all this. I write these words in the morning. Then I’m gonna call my sister.
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