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So last night I had the most terrifying dream of my life. In it I was a little bit older than I am now. I was living in some city, and I was walking home at night. Then I notice that there is a guy following me. I look back again and there are more of them, so I start to walk faster. They're keeping up so I start to run. I'm running as fast as I can as I turn into a parking lot. They catch up with me and corner me against a fence. They grab me and hold me down on the ground and start to rip my clothes. I'm screaming as loud as I can, but there's no one around. No one can hear me. One by one they all rape me. I'm crying so hard and I begging them to stop but they wont. Then when they're through with me one of them pulls out a knife. I then think to myself " No one is going to save me, I'm going to die." The man with the knife walks toward me, and as he kneels down beside me I jolt up in bed, my face covered in tears. I just sat there and cried for the longest time. The worst part was that it was so real, it was as if I could feel everything.
That is why I was so upset this morning Colleen. Though I thought it a little odd that you seemed to be the only one who noticed my strange behavior this morning.
That is why I was so upset this morning Colleen. Though I thought it a little odd that you seemed to be the only one who noticed my strange behavior this morning.