Nightmares.

I will never fall asleep again.

Last night I had a fight with my mother before bed over something as stupid as pizza. I regretted it upon falling asleep, but she went to bed before me so I couldn't apologize.

So my dream started in my dinning room, my mom, dad and I were eating. Then these people came in and shot both of my parents. I go hysterical, crying, kicking and screaming as one of the guys pull me upstairs by my hair. They bring me to my parent's room and tell me to show them where my parents kept all their information or they'd kill me. I showed them where my mom stored the bills and said that's all I knew. I lied. I didn't tell them where my parents kept their precious posessions. They'd be pissed if I was stupid enough to show it to them.

I thought they'd leave after that. They didn't. They brought me to my room, which I painted purple this summer and added furniture. But when they dragged me in the room was totally white and empty like it used to be. Just one Anberlin poster was on my wall. I was confused. They made me sleep behind my door.

I sat behind my door and couldn't cry, the sun was up. There appeared 3 guys as my window which was open. One of them shot the guy that was still in my room. I started begging for them not to kill me, then I realised it was my history teacher. I blinked and realised he was a cop. Running over I gave him a hug and said there was someone else in the house.

The guy ran off, and I went down the stairs to the kitchen; my parents were gone. I woke up in a panic.

Realising it was 5:30am I crawled into bed with my mom.
I guess I can still be a baby sometimes.