I am never sleeping again
when i was trying to go to sleep i was listening to music on my phone, and it static-ed once and i ignored it, and then it got worse, looked around and got weird feeling and felt off so i hurriedly snaped phone off and earbuds out and grabbed for my salt. I must have passed out from fear lol then my dreams were normal but off for awhile, like too damn real feeling then i got to where my family was moving into a large house, the room i was in was not fixed up (kinda run down) the bathroom had doll heads everywhere, creepy ass doll heads and they were like staring, and you were trying to help me get comfortable til we saw those then you freaked, and i took off to the main level (which was all fixed up and nice) and i went to climb into a bed down there and i fell out (okay that was just pure stupidity) and I started asking questions of my stepdad and i was like "what happened we were here two days ago everything was fine and fixed up, it was so nice" i was in tears by then because i kept hearing things. Then cue lights *headdesk* i left the house and went after you and i had convince my mom something was wrong and found out who the ghost was (im assuming my mind wanted to skip ahead to pain) as when i was trying to get to the bones and burn them i was flung across the cemetary and said hello to a tree... and then i saw me (like in a vision) and i was entering a bathroom and saw Dean in the tub (fully clothed) and gaged, *cue more tears* i rushed over and saw he wasnt breathing and i removed the gag (while shaking) and thne it pulled out something from his throat, couldnt tell what it was and i spun around and screamed at someone "what did you do? it wasn't supposed to happen like this, he wasn't supposed to die" and then i woke up from hearing something crash in my room and there you have why i should not be allowed to sleep... Note i checked at the foot of my bed where the crash sound came from and nothing has fallen... the only thing that could have fallen wouldnt have made the sound (which is a small book that i think i knocked down about a week ago) and what i thought fell (a cd case thing that holds lik 40 cds) is still where i left it