I had a dream that I was back in high school, and my brother and I were killed in a school shooting in the commons area. It was very strange because the only reason that I knew I had been killed was because I was visiting a friend in the hospital who had also been shot in the head, and she is the person who told me that my brother and I did not make it. I guess I must have been visiting her in spirit form...ha.
Anyway, after she told me that, I started thinking about my parents and how devastated they would be. I think I must have really cried in my dream because when I woke up my eyes were kind of puffy. Not cute.
It was disturbing.
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