I had two dreams..that really were a nightmare. The first one was weird and the only reason that it was terrifying is because of the thunderstorms and lighting. I have a big fat fear of those two so yeah :') Anyway, I just got chased by a a cheeseburger that acted like a dog xD

My second dream was even more terrifying. Because in order to escape...I had to hide and run for my life...but God knows that my nightmares will make me go slow if I run or jog, they won't let scream or cry out for help, and they will only let me hide from certain things...killers aren't usually one of them. This 'dream' was based off of Adam's past life as a human boy.

I woke as a little boy..like a 5 year old. Apparently, I had 3 older siblings, one was a very hardworking yet badass girl, the other was a girl who was into fashion, the third one was a boy who was good at basketball. I had a father who apparently adopted me. He was tall, dark skinned, had white eyes, and had black hair. It was morning time and we were getting ready for school and shizz. I was the only one that felt dark energy coming from the father. I wish I hadn't assumed so because what was supposed to be a dream for me, became a nightmare. I ate some breakfast which was a biscuit and oatmeal  (I like how I was eating something that's like poison to my stomach), then I did my online school thing cuz quarantine. Apparently that day, we got another adopted sibling. He was a baby boy and I had to help take care of him. So for start it was pretty normal and weird, I bet you're wondering why was this a nightmare. Don't worry we're getting very close to the spoopy bit. While I was taking care of the baby, I eavesdropped on my siblings. They seemed to sound like assholes for kids that do things for the community. And they were assholes. My growing bad feeling had reached the limits and I felt the need to escape. So I climbed out through the first floor window and just began to 'run'. I realized something, I was a little slow when it came to running and I realized that it meant that something was wrong, very wrong. I ran into the neighborhood and went up to a random house. The house had people in it and I began to bang on the door. I couldn't talk, I only made small sounds in the nightmare so I prayed that they would understand body language. They opened the door and I immediately tried to get them to help me. I saw my siblings come over and I panicked, I began tugged on the lady's dress to let her know that my life was in danger. Sadly, she let the siblings drag me away. I tried to squirm and break free, but what damage does 1 little boy do against 3 older and stronger people? They took me to the father, who looked pretty creepy since he gave me a blank stare that was basically hiding the burning rage inside. I saw a nail gun in his hand and at this point, I thought I was going to die BUT not yet. He made me hold my index finger up to it and a nail pierced my finger. THAT MOTHERFUCKR HURT LIKE A BITCH- YEAH I CAN FEEL PAIN IN MY DREAMS- At the house, I just sat on the couch...crying as I held my bandaged finger up. I scowled at my siblings whenever they dared to talk to him. I wished that they would experience my pain... Soon they began to argue with each other and with the father. The eldest wanted to go to college, the 2nd wanted for the older sibling to stay, the third wanted to make some friends. I saw the dad go into a room and I panicked again. I thought he was going to shoot me so I went into his room and found a secret passage that leads out of the house. I had to play it smart, of I left now, I would die, if I stayed here, I would die. I opened up the window and threw a couple of blankets and shizz to make it look like I went out from there. Then I went into the passage and hid there until I was sure that he left. There was a peephole for me to look out the front so I stayed close to that. I heard gunshots and I flinched before hearing someone go through the front door. I saw the father, covered in blood, going to his car so he could search for me. I immediately went to call the police on the father and suddenly..I woke up.

I kinda hate dreams like this