So this morning, I woke up to remember one of the worst dreams I've had in awhile. I was at some house and i faintly remember my father and mother being there. Others could have been there, but you are lost to the blackhole of my memory. I came into the dream, histerically crying. I remember thinking why I am crying? and then i noticed something, and looked down at my hand, which held some kind of yellow paper in it. I remember looking at it, and instantly knowing what it was and proceeded to wail again. Frank's Death Certificate. I can still feel the feeling I had in the dream. It was by far the worst feeling I have ever felt in my life. I never want to dream of someone dying again, because I always wake up with the feeling of shit. Anyways, my dream went from being with my family to being with Lisa and Rachael.. those are the only ones I remember. Also a girl named Michelle I don't know. I was going somewhere, and I was in a really weird house.. and I know I just kept looking down and remembering he was dead and that I would never see him again.. and I swear I thought I was dying in my dream. This dream defenitley is my worst nightmare. I just keep flashing back to the moment when I looked at the slip of paper in my hand, and knowing that Frank was gone forever. I don't ever want to expierence that again ever. I need to die before he does, because I don't think I could live with the pain. I'm an emotional wreck. GEHHH! I wish he would call from work so I know his is okay. :/
I'm going to be a mess until he gets home from work.