Outsideern

Hello, this dream was so realistic but again surrealistic I know it may happen but I know it doesn't happen. freaky if you ask me.
I dreamt that I failed in life. become an "street woman" or you may also call it an hitman. but I woke up in the dream in an chair. I stood up, and looked around me. I was in an asylium. behind iron doors thick as an wall. I kicked up that door. just as easy it is to break glass. an person keept saying "follow me, follow me, lost child" and I followed that man on instickt. I didn't think, just ran after him. he stopped and said " you child, is still an hurt, pined and feared child in heart." and after a while he said " but I can help you grow up to an beautiful woman, with an purpose in life" I stopped, took up my gun, and shot him on that spot and yelled " you doesen't exsist, you dosen't exsist." and with some blood, and room spinning around, i shoot myself.

I woke up in the same sec that I shot myself. I was in alot of pain. and didn't sleep so good yesterday.