Thread:Lord Of The Rings-Fan Girl/@comment-24149196-20140603152426/@comment-24238747-20141127173813

My mother died three years ago, and I never really lived life.

I kept having nightmares of her dying. Me wishing I had her back. I kept waking up, sweaty, crying...

And then I woke up to the sound of my mom calling me for breakfsat.

That night, relieved she was alive, I fell asleep. But I had the same dream. Her body in the living room. Blood falling from her nose. I wished it would stop. And I woke up.

I woke up and found her on the couch. Dead.

After the funeral that day, I cried myself to sleep. The same dream. She was dead.

I woke up, my mom shaking me awake for school.

What is real, and what is my imagination?