Last night I dreamt of her again. I was sick and dying and I remember she had tears in her eyes, apologizing. I was at my old house and she was sitting in the window sill, the once we used to sing at because it was away from everybody else. But she kept hugging me. Saying how sorry she was again and again. But then she left. She left and hurt me all over. She sat there and . . well I don't know how t describe it, but in a sense she pulled the plug. By hurting me again, she signed my death certificate. I remember thinking "she's the reason". I walked out the door of my old house and it was raining. I went to tree a hid under it, avoiding the rain. I remember I curled up there and it felt like my enitre body was fighting to hold itself together. Then the tree fell. It fell and it crushed me, In the dream I yelled "help" over and over again, and I watched her walk down my driveway as I screamed for her to help me. But you don't understand, I felt it crush me. I was suffocating in my dream and I watched her walk away from me. I woke up, and I didn't move. I stared at my wall, still feeling that crushing feeling. It was a sensation all around my body and I wanted it to go away so bad. I don't know how long I lied there, waiting. But I didnt want to fall back asleep. I didn't want to feel that feeling anymore.

Why does she have to haunt my dremas, too?



For those of you wondering, Yes. I actually dreamt this. And I hope, with everything within me, that dreams don't come true.