Every night for the past week, I have been remembering my dreams. This is pretty unusual for me, maybe its due to the fact that I havn't slept without drugging myself. Anyways, I'm gonna document these dreams so I don't forget them:
I am in my bed, and my phone wakes me up in the very early morning. It is my mom and she says that my Grandma Libby has passed away and that it was very sudden. I am screaming and crying hysterically still in bed. I am in college so there is no way for me to get home and be with my family. Then I called my grandma and she answered.... she wasn't dead. Thank God, I don't remember anything else.
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