Ok so I had this freaky dream and I'm gonna tell u about it bc I couldn't sleep for like 2 hours after this

Basically my class was going on a plane somewhere and intu Derby was the airport. A girl in my class had a disabled brother who lived in a car and he would always cry. We somehow got to our destination and our class was playing games. I suddenly showed up to the train station to get my mom (in real life she commutes to work by train so it wasn't out of the ordinary) and my dad was there with a guy and it was 11:30 pm (my mom is usually home around 8pm) and my dad was calm when I came in but I asked him about my mom and he freaked out. This other guy (employee?) sat down with me and started telling me about all the homeless people and little children at the station and I started to cry. (In Derby station there is a WHSmith in the lobby) The girl's brother & family were in the WHSmith (they lived there?) and her brother was crying and screaming bc he couldn't fall asleep. My mom never showed up so my dad said 'I have an idea!' He ran to the (suprisingly considering there was only 3 people inside) crowded platform and jumped on the train tracks. He had to land in a specific place to survive. If they turned green, he'd survived. If they turned red, he died. The employee and me jumped and he said 'land on the small bits'. I did, but I leaned over to the big bits and died.



Your freaked out friend,

~bloggerofthebloggish 🙂


Author: bloggerofthebloggish

I am a girl from England, who likes to blog. I suffer from lightheadedness and stomach cramps, and I have an anxiety disorder. Bloggish has been running for over 3 years, and it is the place where I vent or just talk about my life. I usually post about once or twice a month, so don't expect much from me. Chaio! (This is not misspelled on purpose, I actually thought that's how ciao was spelt, so you will have to live with that, don't worry, I'm a grammar nazi too ;) ) ~bloggerofthebloggish :)


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