VarrhenSpecter

I was at it again. Quynh is still haunting my dreams with feelings of suicide and murder. I'm sitting in front of my kitchen table, staring at the memories when me and Quynh were arguing over our friendship. We recently stopped chatting on Yahoo but I thought of others ways to gain back friendship in the dream.

I was losing myself and never knew when to give up on this girl. I messaged her in the dream and sent her a few photos of different areas of the world. I'm not sure why. She sent back a message telling me she didn't want a virus opening up one of my letters.

I turned around and stared at the front yard in front of me and wondered what this feeling felt like and why it felt so sad while I was thinking. I heard my mother in the next living room and it only made it worse because the more I saw her sitting on that couch on this boring day, I wanted something bright to come my way.

I later appeared in my own room, thinking. The room was dark. I laid upon my bed and thought more about Quynh. There was only one option I was able to perform to get rid of these thoughts. I wanted to kill Quynh and commit suicide. It was the only thing I felt was something to wait for. Then I woke up.