The nightmare was worse last night. That breathing is so close it made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. No matter what I do, I can’t get away. Something is hunting me and it wants to hurt me.
I finally told mom about it, but she says it’s my bad eating habits and all the scary movies I’ve plugged into my brain lately. I mentioned is to Carl and Erik Rosander too. Good friends, but their dad does hypnotherapy. I’m hoping I might convince him to work with me, because these dreams are really disturbing me.
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