The Ripped Soul

Okay. This sucks. I just woke up from a NIGHTMARE, and I have an English compo and some Chemistry worksheet to DOOOO. *GROAN... +o( [<--- msn smiley. y'all msn-ers know waddit mean.]

About my nightmare, it was just.. crazy. I dreamt I had a little brother and .. somehow, my father was like, some mafia fella or something. So the deal is.. my brother and me were wanted DEAD. Like for some kind of reason. Then I was running down alleyways and corridors, dragging that lil fella along, and suddenly I was running past the houses at my flat.. then I stopped out my doorstep and ran in before shutting the door.

Then I went to the kitchen.. and just as I hid behind the washing machine next to the bathroom, the front door was opened. The 5 o'clock sun just shone in with the man's shadow in the doorway. I must have got so scared then cos I took cover in the toilet, and for some reason, I left my brother outside. He was screaming and banging on the door and all I could remember was saying "..don't worry! It'll be okay!"

And suddenly I had this bag with me and in it were tons of cash... And I started looking around the toilet frantically for a way out.. then I heard gunshots and someone screaming in pain...

I just forced myself to wake up, lol.

Horrible feeling. Felt like I'll never make it, that it was the last.. felt like.. I was so afraid of death. Of being shot at. And the frantic feeling that never went away. Gosh...

OKAY. I better get going.. she never stops screaming about everything. Electricity.. homework...

So much for new year's and everyone being in the happy mood.

Even my relatives yesterday! Shit. Think I would have enjoyed myself with LC better.

Fuckers.