 my dream
I have a reoccuring dream that started when i was way younger, it's so vivid too. I'm hiding in a kitchen like the kind in a restraunt. I'm scared for my life, and there is this pungent smell of rotting meat, and their is a man there searching for me and he is holding this meat cleaver, in some dreams he catches me and cuts me up and others i just wake up before it happens
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