Nightmares
I woke up this morning at 5:41 from a terrible dream. While out on a boat (that strangely resembled my friend's house on the inside) with my mom, stepdad and my best friend's twin cousins, there was a slight problem. Twin1 was out in the water and there was a storm so my mom, don't ask me why, jumped in to help him. Pretty much right after that two large sharks sprang up out of the water, mouths open wide, right between the boat and my mom and little buddy. Twin2 and I ran and got all the raw meat we could to distract the sharks... but really... how distracting would little hamburger patties be to large sharks when there are two people just chillin out there? And when I say chillin, I really flippin out. All the while my stepdad is sitting on the couch watching sports, completely calm. I was half awake through all of it and I forced myself all the way awake so I wouldn't have to see the ending. But god damn that sucked. I hate my nightmares. They're always way too vivid and about people I care about. Oh Motherland. *sigh*