my dream
i was at school, and my dad, 2 brothers, and sister showed up
my dad was like, "we have to go now"
and i was like "dad, i can't leave school, i'll get in trouble"
and he started screaming at me and yelling at me
and it was just like the fights we had last year
and my little sister started screaming and crying
and i was having all these flashbacks
and then it switched to like a different part of the school
and my brother noah was there
and me and like some people that i don't remember were in a room
and then all of a sudden my brother was dead
and i was screaming and crying at everyone in the room
and they were just like "so he's dead. that's just how the game goes."
and i was like "you don't understand, he's my brother! he can't be dead!"
and they were like "well then he shouldn't have been playing the game."
and i was still crying, and then i was going to kill myself
and then my dad came in
and he was screaming at me
and i was crying
and he was like "you killed him! you killed your mother, and now you killed him!"
and i was like "no!!! it was just a game"
and he was screaming at me still
(and then i had more flashbacks, of the times when we would be fighting really bad
and i would hurt myself (not bad) just to get him to take me to the hospital and out of the house
and he never would
and he would lock me out of the house, or chase me down the driveway with a hammer, crobar, etc.
and blame me for killing my mom.)
and i woke up all sweaty, and crying.
my dad was like, "we have to go now"
and i was like "dad, i can't leave school, i'll get in trouble"
and he started screaming at me and yelling at me
and it was just like the fights we had last year
and my little sister started screaming and crying
and i was having all these flashbacks
and then it switched to like a different part of the school
and my brother noah was there
and me and like some people that i don't remember were in a room
and then all of a sudden my brother was dead
and i was screaming and crying at everyone in the room
and they were just like "so he's dead. that's just how the game goes."
and i was like "you don't understand, he's my brother! he can't be dead!"
and they were like "well then he shouldn't have been playing the game."
and i was still crying, and then i was going to kill myself
and then my dad came in
and he was screaming at me
and i was crying
and he was like "you killed him! you killed your mother, and now you killed him!"
and i was like "no!!! it was just a game"
and he was screaming at me still
(and then i had more flashbacks, of the times when we would be fighting really bad
and i would hurt myself (not bad) just to get him to take me to the hospital and out of the house
and he never would
and he would lock me out of the house, or chase me down the driveway with a hammer, crobar, etc.
and blame me for killing my mom.)
and i woke up all sweaty, and crying.