I had this
strange dream where I was visiting my parent’s house, sleeping in my old room,
when I suddenly noticed these cracks all over the wall. After further
inspection, I apprehended that you could open up the wall to reveal a small
room. In this room, there sat this tall Arab guy smiling at me, greeting me by
name. It was at this moment that I realized, this man had been watching me my
whole life, looking trough the cracks. My parents we’re shocked, of course, and
led in all measures to get this man imprisoned. I talked to him for a while
before he went to jail. All these years watching me, he got an exceptional
understanding of my personality & problems. I was very sad when they locked
him away.
When I woke up, I was sweaty as fuck, as if I just had the worst
nightmare. It still took me a few minutes to realize that it was just a dream
and not reality. I really didn’t know what to do, lying there. I didn’t know
how to cope with this knowledge.
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