I dreamt that my face was in a pool of blood...not enough to drown myself, but the whole side of my face was covered with thick crimson blood. The blood was my own, dripping and flowing from every angle of my face. The top of the cushion that my head was resting on was sticky from all the blood it absorbed. I try to move my head but somehow I couldn't because I was too weak. So weak, I couldn't even raise my arms. Thouhgts came rushing through my head, "What happen? Why is there so much blood? Where is the blood coming from? Do I have insurance?"
Suddenly....
I woke up to the sound of screaming. It was my mom. Then I realise it was a dream, or so I thought til I looked down and I saw a dark coloured, soggy cushion where my head was. My face was sticky and when I brushed my hand against my cheek I felt moisture. When I looked at my hand, it was a red liquid. Then I knew, it wasn't a dream after all.....
Cool....
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