Originally Posted by
King Zarathu
Unfortunately, Nicole, that's the sad part. I know she's like a child right now, and if you were to leave... Actually, before I finish that, I want to tell you about a dream I had a long time ago. I actually got a counselor and talked it over just because of that dream.
To keep things short and simple, me, my step-mom, sister, and my dad were all in this sort of concentration camp place. It was indoors though, and there wasn't exactly much work involved.
We were all prisoners of this huge building that had guards around it all over the place. I could hear the screams and the gunshots, and I was horrified as I saw blood slide from underneath doors while the shadows sent a chill down my spine.
I was separated from my family multiple times throughout this dream, but most of the time it was because of my own doing. They would be together, and I'd leave, trying to find a way to escape. To skip all of the details that nobody gives a shit about, I finally found a way to escape. [Note: Wow. I JUST now realized that the building's structure was EXACTLY that of my junior high! ****ing creepy.] The guards would turn the corner any second and they'd shoot me on the spot. I had a decision to make. I could either go back in, risk my life, and get my family, or I could save myself.
I think this is about where the most terrorizing part came into play. Have you ever had a lucid dream? You have complete control over yourself, but not the other characters in the dream. It's like real life--in your head. As soon as I realized I was going to have to make that decision, I was given control. It was like I was crying inside of me, begging myself to not force the decision upon my conscious mind. I was begging myself to wake up, but I stayed in this awful "pseudoreality."
I knew that if I left, they would be dead. I knew that staying with them meant that we would all live but be slaves and prisoners of a greater power. The decision I ended up making, I think, really changed how I looked at life from then on. I haven't shared this dream with anybody other than the counselor, and I can't see this coming up in future conversations. My decision in the dream affected how I treated my family in real life.
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I'll tell you later.
You need to make your own decision.