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Dream-18th Century

Short story By: LizLew

This is...well, more like a vision than a dream...these dreams are starting to really creep me out now.

Submitted:Dec 26, 2011    Reads: 16    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

I keep having strange dreams, vivid dreams, like this. It's starting to freak me out, haha. But they're interestng as Hell. I'm going to keep uploading them, just to get them off my chest.

When I was in the shower, my stomach exploded in pain, and I beant over. I closed my eyes and nearly passed in there, and then I had all these colours and different dates fly past my closed eyelids. Then it came to a stop on the 18th Century, the Victorian Times. I was walking down the street with my mother, I was no older than 6. I was wearing another little dress (No wonder I fucking hate them) and my hair was in golden ringlets, and I was carrying a doll. I still had the same eyes. I dropped the doll and let go of my mother's hand to pick it up. She kept walking and when she turned around to call for me, a man jumped out behind her and killed her. I screamed MUMMY! And then everything went black. This time there was no scream, but my throat exploded in pain and then I opened my eyes. I'm about to look it up now, but then, I doubt it would be on there.
Haha, I told you I was fucking crazy.

Oh, and did I mention that in each dream Ihave like this, my eyes are exactly the same as they are today?


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