The Dream

This story is not real in any way the only true things are the dream and finding the picture of my grandpa.

The Dream

Hey Izzy here I've been having a strange dream for the past few weeks and I feel like I have to post about it. I was strapped to a chair and my friends were in the same situation but, there was a dark figure in the room which was holding a shotgun and he started loading it and once he finished he started killing my friends one by one once he got to me I woke up, I wasn't able to sleep until the next day. But I regret falling back to sleep because I had the Same dream but it was different I was seeing through the eyes of the killer and had killed my friends myself and then woke up before killing my dream version of me.

11/2/15, I've searched my room for an explanation to why I'm having this dream and, I found a small opening in the back of my closet where there was the shotgun that was in my dream and I was quit scared so I put it back in but before I did I saw an old black and white picture of my great grandpa. I was in the chair again and I was able to see the killers face and it was me and I was wondering WTF was going on and I accidentaly said it out loud the demon me walked over and said "Hello I see your awake again brother ", "Brother?" I asked. He said "What you don't remember me we used to cause all sorts of mischous" and I had no clue to what the fuck he was talking about until he braut up when I choked my brother and said "those were the good days we used to terorise your brother but,you forgot about me after that day",then I woke up. I said "I remember him now he was my bad side he came out when ever I got pissed off". So I decided to just forget about it until he stated to break free and was pushing me towards suicide and this is the last time anyone will hear from me.