It’s Not Real

Woke up, not sure how long I had been sleeping

There was a guy, he seemed creepy, not sure what happened while I was asleep or not coherent

He said we had to go somewhere to get our clothes or to clean up clothes or something like that.

We drove separate to some strange building and said something like look what we did

There where bloody dead bodies in a ditch, I knew I didn’t kill them though

He did

Then I woke up in my dream, and feared that what I saw was real.

The “dream” repeated and I was at the same place he took me before. I was afraid to look. I looked at all the people around me and they seemed fine.

I walked and looked in the ditch and no one was there.

The place I was at turned in to some weird party. They sold beautiful jewelry and I knew no one there.

A Hispanic girl kept throwing her jewelry and kept saying she didn’t want any of it.

I walked around after she went outside and picked it up. I kept it.

The party was getting close to being over, and I noticed there was a bar across the street.

Then a boy came from the house, ran across the street, and hopped over the fence. He was to young to be in there.

I knew this boy, a couple weeks earlier he said he wanted to kill himself and ended up in a mental hospital.

I told his mother which wasn’t really his mother that I needed to talk to her, I was crying, before I could the police were walking him over to the house.

His family left and I sat with a lady that was  explaining something to me that I can’t remember.

I woke up.

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