Was it all a dream? Please?
May. 23rd, 2002 08:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzI had a terrible night. Tossing and turning, subconsciously turning my bedlight on and off.
Opening the notepad by my bedside revealed that my hopes of it all being a dream, were false. The scribbles, telling me of the reality through the dream, were still there. What a way to wake up.
The final barrier to break is unlocking my door, stepping outside the sanctity of my room and maybe, who knows, finding her lifeless body in a room filled with gas again. When I leave for school, how can I ever return to this house?
Opening the notepad by my bedside revealed that my hopes of it all being a dream, were false. The scribbles, telling me of the reality through the dream, were still there. What a way to wake up.
The final barrier to break is unlocking my door, stepping outside the sanctity of my room and maybe, who knows, finding her lifeless body in a room filled with gas again. When I leave for school, how can I ever return to this house?
