i had this awful nightmare this summer that i haven't been able to forget. it's the only really horrible dream i've ever had. i killed someone in it--my cousin heidi. she was pregnant and didn't want the baby, and for some strange reason, i killed her. i slit her throat. it was absolutely terrible. blood everywhere. and the baby died too, of course.
i woke up sweating and everything. i've never felt such remorse for anything i've ever done in my life. it's weird how i still think about it every now and then. i hope no one thinks i'm psychotic because of it. luckily i've never had the dream again. or at least i don't think i have. i don't usually remember my dreams. there are probably about 6 dreams in my whole life that i can actually remember, and that's only because i wrote them down.
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