Holy fucking God Jesus please help praying for innocent child. That’s dark, I’ve had some dark dreams, and whenever I’m killed I wake up, so I try and kill myself as soon as possible or wake myself up. I remember one dream though and it’s pretty dark so I’m going to put the spoiler thing, it’s also gory as hell so beware innocent small children.
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Now it all started on a normal day, I had a great day at school, getting a greatly graded test back you know the basic good vibe things that I knew was suspicious. I went home from this dream school, day, it was a school mixture of my old middle school and the other middle school I went to so it had a strange lay out, but dream self seemed to know what they were doing. (Before I go on, my brother was a year behind me, it was 7th grade for me in dream, and 6th grade for Jesse in dream so he was with me) I met up with my brother while we waited for the bus, and I took an hour to show up. Some of the other kids who waited walked home, but me and Jesse knew out mother might have been upset so Me, Jesse, and three other kids entered the bus. It still seemed a bit normal, we got up to the light, but then he turned the wrong direction. Jesse was pissed, and couldn’t control himself so he told him to fucking turn around, the bus driver just shrugged it off and continued, randomly kicking kids out until it was Me, someother girl, and Jesse wHO was asked to leave but he didn’t, and this was the day Jesse had a knife on him I guess which was this year but whatever. Jesse was very pissed, knowing we were almost near Brooklane, which wasn’t that far from Hagerstown. Jesse suddenly got up, and shanked the man in the back of the head, well he attempted, before the knife touched the bus drivers head, he took his elbow and knocked Jesse down, of course I got up and ran over, but the bus driver looked odd, I though nothing of it, and thought I could make it better. I stopped suddenly, unable to move, the other girl on the bus was holding me up, I couldn’t move at all, it’s like I was glued to the ground. My eyes hanging wide open, unable to close, watched as the bus driver repeatedly stabbed my helpless brother who just tried to protect me, I cried in dream, side note, when I woke up my face was covered in dry tears then the girl let go, me helpless in every way, hit the ground with gravity forcing me down. I closed my eyes and tried to wake up, it didn’t work, I heard foot steps slowly creeping towards me. I shut my eyes, thinking as hard as I can, knowing I could spawn something, my first though? An attack helicopter with John Cena inside. I don’t know what the fuck was wrong with me but whatever. John Cena fucking karate kicked through the window, and fucking punched the guy so hard he went flying through the back door. Then the other girl just yeeted herself over and killed John Cena, then I knew I was loosing my mind, so I went over to the glass, before I could I woke up. Thanks brain, I could have used that earlier you fucking bitch.