Tuesday, February 26, 2008
I dreamt of something really bad the other night..
I dreamt that my younger brother met with an accident in front of me. We were on one side of the road supposed to cross to the other side. I asked him to be quick. He left without seeing both sides and suddenly out of nowhere a fast old honda sped and hit my brother. I was super shocked cuz it happened so fast. All i did was kneel down and cried. I was devastated. The car pulled over to the shoulder, an indian family of 3 came out iof the car. They panicked. I suddenly went over to the driver who happens to be the dad and punched him. I beat his ass so bad that he was bleeding. I was damn angry that i didnt care wat the consiquences were. i mean come on.. he was my brother..
the indian driver who have been dead by the time im through withbeatin the shit out of him.. I went over to the gore of my brother and picked up every piece he had left. I remmbered seeing his left shoe, his limb and the rest were too gore.. I cried knowing the fact that ive lost my only brother.
i woke up and realised that i was realy crying.. then i heard his voice from the living room..
this is by far the most scariest nightmare ive gotten into..
Those memories were sweet,
5:26 PM