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Nightmare

The other day i had a dream about my boyfriend here it is…. I called him and someone else answered the phone and said he killed himself. I stayed on the phone crying and the other person wanted me to go to his funeral. So I did and as soon as I saw him dead I woke up. I was crying and my dad said I was even crying in my sleep. Then I guess I cried myself back to sleep but the next dream was worse. He was dead and I was with him when he put the gun to his head. I was screaming and telling him to stop but it was too late he shot himself. I grabbed him as he fell to the floor crying and holding him. He had blood all over him I kissed his face even with the blood there. I laid right beside him until the ambulance got there. I woke up crying I thought it was all real.

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