I lie for..only you.

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I just woke up, and man..I had the craziest dream. I can't remember it all, but some parts I remember like it was real and it happened yesterday. I was at my grandmas house and I went out back with..someone..or something..I don't remember how it all went down, but the deputy, Barney, from the Andy Griffith show was shooting at me and..my grandpa? I don't remember. People. But he killed people, and he shot me a lot of times, and shot other people. And this was all in my grandmas backyard..but it wasn't really. It was completely different than her real house and yard. But I ended up grabbing some dead guys gun and shooting his gun hand off, as he shot my leg like 19 times. I was soaked in blood and I think I was wet too. I think it was raining. But I just can't get that picture of my bloody thigh and his hand being shot off out of my head. After that, I went to the front, and my grandma was on her porch, and she was like "Hey honey..Oh my god, are you okay?". I just stood there silently for a minute..and then I said, "I love you grandma". Her eyes got all teary and she told me she loved me, too. I was on the verge of tears. I felt horribly guilty for shooting a person. Even if he was shooting me, and other people. And for some reason..it was like he was part of my family. Like he was my grandpa. I went inside with her, and told her and my mom what had happened, and I just kept apologizing over and over, and crying my eyes out. My grandma burst into tears. I felt so horrible. I kept thinking..shouldn't I go to the hospital or something? But I was in no pain. At least no physical pain. I pulled my pant leg up, and my leg just had little red marks, and scratches. The blood was vanishing. I was dry. I showed my dad, and he said it was probably just a bbgun. I kept telling him it was worse before, I swear it was worse, please believe me. No one cared. They all thought I was a horrible person, then they started to think of all the things that could be making me such a horrible person. My mom and grandma were like it's probably that damn music she listens to. She grabbed one of my CD's and played it. I think it was Thrice. They couldn't tell what they were singing/screaming. They all started to cry. This is it. This is the reason she shot him. No, it's not I swear! I kept trying to explain that Thrice was good. They have a good message, I swear. "Don't we all know life is sacred? Don't we all know we all bleed the same red blood?" They weren't hearing it. Then I don't remember what happened, but it went to home, and I was freaking out, because no one would take me to the hotel because Mia was coming, and then Mary called, and she said she'd come, and I was hoping I could have her drive us, but my mom signed on and wouldn't let me use the phone. I said sorry like 12 times but she was all mean to me about it and said I always use the phone and I should just go away. Man..in all of this dreamness I felt so guilty about anything I ever did. I didn't want to ask for anything, and I was always sorry if I had to. But anyway..I can't really remember the end or the begining of my dream. But I think Mia was in the end, and we were at the hotel. I don't remember if it was good or bad. But yeah. Lol.

Crazy dreamness.