This Goes Out To Any God
I woke up early this morning sweating and trembling from head to toe. It was a ghastly dream, the worse I’ve had ever since I moved in here. My hands immediately went to two things, my bear and my crystal pendant. Then I realized that my crystal pendant wasn’t around my neck as it usually was. In that moment of sleepy delirium, I couldn’t remember what happened to it.
10 minutes later I remembered, and then took it out of a thefaceshop paper bag on my desk. I’d taken it off because it clashed terribly with a dress I wore during the day.
I lay down in bed, trying to slow my crazy heartbeat. But sleep was not to come, because (and I swear I really heard it) I heard screams. It sounded like it was coming from outside, from my open balcony doors. A male scream, 4 times.
"Aaaah Aaaah Aaaah Aaaah!"
Then all was quiet. I nearly lost my mind. Remembered the guy who jumped off the Lagoonview penthouse about two years ago. Now there is a version saying he was murdered. But honestly, I don’t know. Respect those who are gone.
Thanks for wasting your credit to talk to me cos I had zero left. I was actually scared because of this, but I told you it was because I slept too much and was bored. I appreciate your help.
I keep reminding myself that change is a constant. Over and over and over again.
Please God. Anyone.
Give me the strength to get through the tough times by myself. The strength to be happy again.
