It always the same types of dream, maybe a little more or less intense than other nights. But its always the same. Chills and tears. Not wanting to sleep and when I do have the dreams I have a hard time get up out of it.

When I worked at my BSA camp I'd have them and a friend would wake me up. Shed run her fingers through my hair to calm me down. She was my big sister and I'm glad I had her. I just wish I still had someone to do that when they happen.
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1 Response Jan 13, 2013

I wish I could