The next night I had another dream.. The weirdest dream in the world. It was about a wedding.
First off.. I’m too young to get married.. but the person I was marrying.. was my brother.
He told me that we we were meant to be.. I wanted to puke!!!! Maybe we could get a divorce.. maybe we could buy a house.. maybe even kids. OMG !! What was I thinking? I have to wake up from this nightmare!!!.. wait how could we even have kids?!?
OK.. that’s it I needed to wake up so when I did.. I found out the dream was just from my brother.. sleeping in my bed! So I pushed him out.. but he was dead.

I started to cry and cry.. but then I really did wake up. I was alone in my room. I ran over to see if my brother was OK… and he was. Maybe I should really get a move on with that whole keilbasa thing…