Dec 30, 2004 17:10
I hate nightmares.... especially the one I had last night. I was living with my little sister in Pittsburgh. Something happened and we ended up in big trouble with a gang of some sort. The thing that didn't make a lot of sense was that most of them were psychic. I thought I could hold them off, but after so many tried they were able to control my body. Rape would have been much much nicer than what they made me do.
...in the dream they forced me to kill my little sister. The expression on her face is still enough to bring me to tears. I was able to get control of my body right after that. I called 911... the person on the other line was an ass and said that he couldn't do anything because no one was willing to come out to where we were.
...so she just died....
..my hands....
There was so much pain, so much blame in her dying blue eyes. There was only one person that could possibly be blame and that was me. I can't protect the ones I love, no matter how hard I try or how much I fight. I can't protect them...
I was told that I was whimpering in my sleep. I'm quite surprised that I didn't wake up bawling.
I've lost one sister in my lifetimes... I don't ever want to lose another...