This is not a story. This dream last night was a real nightmare.
In this dream, my drug addict brother had paid some of his bad friends, to help assist him in suicide. In the dream this happened in our backyard.
I saw my brothers car rolled up in plastic packaging tape, and inside the car was my brother and his girlfriend rolled up in the same material, he was gasping for air, like he was uncouncious for a couple of minutes, I was hesitant to rescue him, because I didn’t know if he was going to be brain damaged, I know I would not want to […]