InsomniacMandie's Journal

I'll tell everyone about Vancouver later, promise. 

I just wanted to write about this... just because.

When I was in elementary school, I used to have these horrible night terrors. Though they were never about me, they were about people I cared about. My friends, my teachers,  really... awful things would happen to them in these dreams, and somehow these things happening, it was always my fault. I started distancing myself from people, to protect them... or something, because I believed these things would happen if I stayed close to them. I now of course realize that the things I was dreaming about were nonsense. Assassins, vampires, witches, dragons- none of those things could ever happen. I forced myself to live in seclusion for nothing. It always bothered me, and I often wonder how my life would have been different if I grew up with friends around to help me with the things I was going through. It's not like I blame myself, the dreams were always very graphic, they scared the hell out of me, and I was just a little girl. The dreams stopped over time, and never happened again after grade 5, but I still think about these things...

 Bleh, Ignore this if you want :P I'm just babbling....