Reasonably Clueless

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have you ever lied awake at night? just staring at the ceiling, thinking. wondering about anything that comes to your mind. well, this is what this series will be. 

i have a journal that i write things down in. i write any interesting thoughts down before i forget them. usually they are dated. this one is a nightmare i had when i was younger. although i didn't write about it in my journal. i had every night for a whole year, which is why i remember it so vividly. i don't know why it scared me so much. 

lets begin.

the COPIES

(forgot what year i had it lol... it was a long time ago)

"mom! where are you?" i said, entering my parents' large room. 

"i'm in here!" i heard her say from her closet. i walk towards the closet, but then i hear footsteps behind me. my mom had just walked into the room. 

"why did you call me?" she said. i was so confused.

"wait, you said you were in the closet?" i say, pointing. then, the closet door opens and there are two of my moms standing across from each other. i only have one mom, why were there two of them?

my mom screamed really loud. it hurt my ears. my dad came running into the room. 

"what happe-" he said, suddenly seeing my mom(s). he looked confused and scared as well. i began to walk slowly to the door, but then my dad walked out of the closet. 

two of my mom, and two of my dad. then, the parents who came from the closet pounced on my real parents and killed them. i ran from my parents room as fast as i could. i heard a scream from my sisters' room. 

i stood near the door and saw my sisters in the ground, screaming. once again, my 'family members' had come from the closets. 

"get out! quick!" i say grabbing one of my sisters hand to save her from herself. but she got pulled back in. then, both of my sisters were killed as well. 

i heard a scream from my brothers room, but it abruptly stopped. 

"no..." these people had gotten everyone except for me. i heard the door handle of my room turn, but i grabbed it and held the door closed as hard as i could. i was NOT going to be killed by myself. 

was it even myself? i don't know. my 'mother' came from behind and embraced me. normally, hugs from my mother are warm and reassuring, but this one felt dark. i wriggled to try and get out of her embrace, but she held on tight. 

"it'll be okay..." she says. i hear my door open, and everything is black. 

then i woke up. 

end. 

A/N: go ahead. say that i made this up. i didn't. this nightmare scarred me really badly, you have no idea. i used to sleep with my closet open at all times to ensure there was nothing (nobody) in it. i counted how many people were in my family every single day and checked their closets. 

i remember waking up every single night, sweating and shaking. and no, i never found out what happens after i wake up. i stopped having this nightmare quite a long time ago, but i never forgot about it. 

i love how i didn't even cry in the nightmare. i didn't cry until i woke up.

~la jeune fleur~

(sorry about any typos, but lowercase is intentional)

TODAY'S QUOTE:

"It's alright even if you don't have a dream. It's possible not to have one. Just be happy."

-Min Yoongi, 방탄소년단

yes, i am an army. 

and i got no jams