Posted on: 2015-12-24 by Guest

I just woke up from a heart racing dream. I was at my old house. The lights were off, I had a bad feeling like someone was breaking in. I was laying on the floor and I couldn't move, I screamed my screams getting louder and louder but no one else could hear me. I looked over to see my 2 dogs, one died a few months ago because she was old, the other had puppies and my mother made us get rid of her afterwards. The one that had puppies had bad seizures, I have bad smelling but I could smell the urine and sweat and all the nasty stuff that comes along. They both layed on their backs whining. In the darkness I barely made out my twin sister's body coming closer. She helped me up a blanket was wrapped around her, my older brothers from when he was little. She kept asking me where mom was but every time i talked she couldn't hear me. Finally I was done and annoyed because I was screaming and she couldn't hear so I ran down the hallway into my old bedroom. On the bottom of my old bunk bed sat my twin sister with a shot gun pointed at me. I could hear my boyfriends words in my head from when we played Xbox "The shotgun never misses." In front of her on the floor sat a cage with newspaper underneath. I knew it was for me. IMD