This isn't a poem, this isn't a story, this is a night mare
Late one monday night I was trying to fall asleep, and I succeeded but if I knew what lied in store for me I would of never slept again. I was slipping into a slumber that I would usually enjoy with a dream here and there but I ended up reliving all of my worst memories and new ones not yet to come. It started out nicely by me heading to the winter formal dance with bekah price who is one of my friends (Rakiz leave it vague for now) and we ended up meeting up with andy, mel, chrissee, doug, katie saunders, and several other people. while we were their I was dancing with bekah and she decided she had to go home because she didn't feel good so I brought her back home gave her a hug good night and went back to the dance (<--Mistake.) The dance while I was gone turned into a somber place where everyone was dancing at full swing to songs no one would listen too. All of my friends had gone to relax in the band hallway because it is benched with comfy bench's. While we were in their andy and katie (k.) started making out because of god knows why and I got disturbed by it because this is the same girl that swore she wasn't a whore and everyone else said she was. Katie saunders walked with me for a while and we talked and hung out and we ended up in this room with really comfortable chairs. We kept talking and she suddenely burst out in tears and I had to comfort her and she went on about how much katie k. has changed and how she wants to have the old katie back (Most likely how I fear she has changed for the worst). after about ages of holding katie and listening to her and making her feel better she decided she wanted to go home and when I dropped her off she gave me a kiss on the cheek which semi-scared me because katie s. is like my little sister. I had thought nothing of it because she was probably thanking me for being their for her. When I went back it turned out even worse, the band hall way was no filled with people making out and katie was doing worse. I immidiately left after kicking a few peoples a** after making them look pathetic because they were taking advantage of others. (Jordan, Andy, This annoying kid from cleveland that...nvm)
End dream~
It was just horrible I felt like laying in bed and never getting up because of it~
emo I hate my dreams
Dameon the -V- · Tue Jan 15, 2008 @ 10:44am · 1 Comments |