Ok just to make this known all of this was a nightmare i just woke up from and had to tell. None of this is real only my feelings and commentary after are true.
What the hell happened?
It started out somewhere along the lines of I, my mother, a boy ill refer to as J from my old school, and my friend ill call kid. J was a drug dealer and me and the kid were out making deliveries.
In the begging there was a war
That i very much didn't belong in and J saw that so he sent me and the kid out on a delivery. We were passing through something that was like an attic filled with junk and tables when a blonde lady asked if we knew about someone selling in her area and i said something along the lines of i heard there was but they moved on to a new area because they couldn't sell here then asked what we did and i made some excuse up that we work IT.
When
She says there is no IT and that she knows about us selling in her area and tried to attack me. The kid is pretty much not in my vision so i have no idea what he's doing. But as for the blonde I push her over the side of the ledge and she falls to the first floor, not that big of a drop but it does incapacitate her long enough for me to pick up the knife on the ground and wipe any trace of me off it. I look at the kids face who's horrified who says "no your not gonna do it are you?"
and i say "i have to or else she'll kill one of us"
Dramtic or true?
So basically by this time Ive hopped down to where she is and I'm sitting on her, when she begins to become lucid and i try not to do it slowly because as much as i need her dead it hurts to kill her so i plunge the knife in where i think her heart is but she starts screaming and screaming so i don't pull it out all the way but stab all around inside the hole I've already made! Then i try a new tactic
I pull out the blade
and stab her the the eye trying to hit her brain and end this misery all the while she's screaming OH GOD the screaming. She doesn't bleed like she should instead her eye is bloody looking but more along the lines of she was murdered days before and had no blood. I pull the knife out and feel for a heart beat just to be sure and stand up. I look down on her and i can see all the skin on her is becoming translucent and veins thousands of veins all over her body are turning crimson and its horrifying.
Then i wake up
with all the guilt of murdering someone in a dream. I still feel nauseous.
I can't even punch a person with the intent to seriously hurt them with all my force, let alone even think about stabbing someone. It was bad enough I broke into people's houses ( fragment of my dream im unsure about) and the fact that I was selling drugs but that. I was so cold about it too. I heard somewhere that dreams are there to either entertain you while you sleep, or create situations for survival? something like that but my brain must really think the wold's coming to hell in a handbasket for that situation to ever become true. It never will. I hope i never have a nightmare like that again -___-
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