Dream

Dear Mummy

I had this dream last night where a bomb went off. we were in school, or somewhere that was supposed to be school, and some people were running away from it before it blew and some people didn't know what was happening so they curiously crept forward for a closer look.

they were buried in this mass grave on a hill with a big plaque. in this dream half the people i know died. people i went to school with, had lunch with, did lessons alongside for 4 years. and i didn't give a shit. i was running through the screaming, and the mass of bodies looking for stuart. just stuart. i didn't care in the rest of the population had been blown to smithereens, as long as he had lived through it.

there wasn't even enough of him left to bury. just charcoal and ash. and i sat in the rubble and the blood and was angry. just angry, no tears, not upset - just angry. then i woke up.

i always wonder what those sorts of dreams mean.

heather xoxoxox