Nightmare

I had a nightmare this morning, before my brother woke me up and essentially saved me. The feeling of panic was still raw in my chest after I'd woken up. I felt out of breath, my lungs hurt and my chest ached.

I'd been dreaming that I was almost blind. It had hit me suddenly. My world had become blurs and dim shadows in an instant. And in the moment, I'd fallen, I'd lost the feeling in my legs, I'd felt the world spin. For some reason I had been holding a lot of stuff: piles of books, a bag filled with clothes, boxes of my treasures.
And I'd dropped everything in that moment.. And I sat there, surrounded by my possessions, blindly trying to gather them all up. But no matter how hard i tried, i couldn't pick everything up. Everything seemed to become a bigger mess.
I sat there helpless, and began to call for help. And I could sense people walking by. I could feel their eyes on me, feel their presence and hear their footsteps. But not one person stopped to help me. Eventually, I began to cry. Not cry as in tears falling slowly, but sobbing, gasping for air, trying to call out for help in a broken voice.
It was terrifying.

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