[I wrote this on monday... I just forgot to post it 'til just now.]
We have school pictures tomorrow,
Joy.
There's been so much drama-type stuff going on lately.
Silly human beings.
I had a dream that dad died the other night, And it was like one of the most realistic dreams I've ever had. When I woke up I was actually crying...
And so I ran into my dad's room to make sure that he was alive, and of course he was. I had to wake him up and ask him if he felt okay though, but he was still half asleep and told me something about how I need to leave his hamburgers alone. So I knew he was okay.
The thing about my dream was...
When he died I didn't have anywhere to stay. I was left completely homeless. Ralph was all like " i don't know where you could stay" and then he KindOf left my dream.
And when I told Erika she said something like "I'll go ask gramma!" but then she left my dream too and I ended up living in the woods by my house...
AND I DIDN'T HAVE CHARLIE TO KEEP ME COMPANY!
It was weird and sad=/
THE END.
1 comment:
aww I hate dreams like that. I had one like that about my mom once, where this old guy was out to kill her....ugh. =/
Post a Comment