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I started this two days ago, and never finished it until now.
Sigh. Not so happy today. Bad dreams I suppose. I dreamt that I was breaking into this place full of doors and rooms, but everytime I picked the lock of a door and went into the room a cage closed on me. Then gaurds started chasing me from room to room, they unlocking the cage doors that kept locking behind me. One I could not evade, and he started almost helping me get through the doors, only because the further I went in, the harder it would be to get back out. But I broke through the side of the wall somehow.
Also, I had a dream that my mother told me that my grandmother (the evil one) had shot me in the back when I was young. I didn't remember the event, so I did some researching. I went to this library in my brain, and found the last foster home I was at with my sister before my grandmother was granted custody of us. My mom and grandma were fighting, and my mom pulled a gun and they fought over it and it went off and struck something behind me and came back through my lower back and into my belly. My little sister held her hands over the wound and my belly, trying to stop the blood.
Sigh. Not so happy today. Bad dreams I suppose. I dreamt that I was breaking into this place full of doors and rooms, but everytime I picked the lock of a door and went into the room a cage closed on me. Then gaurds started chasing me from room to room, they unlocking the cage doors that kept locking behind me. One I could not evade, and he started almost helping me get through the doors, only because the further I went in, the harder it would be to get back out. But I broke through the side of the wall somehow.
Also, I had a dream that my mother told me that my grandmother (the evil one) had shot me in the back when I was young. I didn't remember the event, so I did some researching. I went to this library in my brain, and found the last foster home I was at with my sister before my grandmother was granted custody of us. My mom and grandma were fighting, and my mom pulled a gun and they fought over it and it went off and struck something behind me and came back through my lower back and into my belly. My little sister held her hands over the wound and my belly, trying to stop the blood.