Dreams are messed up things.
Okay, so I had this awesome dream about my otp (zukka Zuko x Sokka) and then I sadly forced my self to wake up so I could write down the ideas from the dream. Then I want back to sleep and I had a scary dream. My brother was a crazed maniac and for some reason he had a rifle. So he killed someone in front of me and I told him to stop. I turned around with my back to him and he pressed the rifle to my lower back. Needless to say, I was paralyzed in fear. And that's when I woke up. For some reason, I went back to sleep and I don't remember any of my other dreams from that night.
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