My Dream Pt. 2

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As I was about to reach to turn the doorknob, I stopped for a moment, trying to urge myself to not open it and that what I might see could potentially scar me forever, but curiosity got the best of me. My hand was shaking and I was terrified, but I just knew I had to open that door no matter what. But once I went to turn the doorknob and open the door to reveal whatever potential horrors lied outside of my bedroom door, I woke up.

I can't remember much after that, all I know is that I woke up in a cold sweat, trembling and sitting up in the same exact position I was in the dream when I tried to listen to what the voices were saying outside my bedroom door. I couldn't tell what the voices were saying, I tried to make it out when I heard them but I could only understand that they were whispering. The weirdest part of that dream is that it felt real...too real...


UPDATE: maybe I didn't wake up from my dream at all, I've thought about it and who knows what really happened? Surely not myself. I guess I know since it was my dream, but it's up for debate.

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