Slept funny last night. I had a crazy couple of dreams—first, this one where I was hooking up with this girl in my composition class. Actually, she’s hideous so it was more of a nightmare.
But then I this a dream about a serial killer. He wore a bandana and he came in while Sean and I were sleeping. He leaned over Sean’s bed and stared for a second. Then suddenly he opened his mouth and shrieked-- shrill, like a really high scream, and I jumped up, shaking in my sheets. I tried to yell to wake Sean up but Sean kept sleeping. Then I tried to stop the killer but I was frozen. He leaned closer and closer to Sean and pulled the sheets back. I watched in horror as he drew his knife, and raised it high into the air. Then he began to slash Sean, all over his belly and chest. I watched in amazement; as much as he was slashing away, there was not so much as a drop of blood that fell from Sean. When the killer finally finished, he dropped his knife on the floor and left. Then Sean woke up. He turned slowly and gaped at me in horror. I followed his eyes downward and noticed blood all over my sheets. Then on my hands, and finally I looked down and saw my whole body slashed and bleeding where Sean’s wounds should have been.
I prefered the dream about the girl in my composition class.
Just heard Sean come in-- he was out tonight at a club on the beach with some girl... now he's gonna tell me all about it.
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