2025-07-10, 02:16 PM
The Bed Neighbor
As I walk past the disco, I notice that my arch-enemy's car is parked right in front. I take out my pocket knife and stab all four of his tires, and then I pull out my key and scratch the paint.
I feel relieved to vent all my anger and frustration on his car.
All the bullying and insults I had to endure at school. Suddenly, he comes out of the disco, sees me by his car, and runs towards me, hitting me. I hit back, reach into my jacket pocket where the pocket knife is, and suddenly I hear a bang.
I wake up and realize that I dreamed all of this, but the shot was quite loud and real. When I look out my window, I see it. Where the window glass used to be, there is now a hole, and outside stands my arch-enemy with a gun, randomly shooting around in the street.
I feel myself being shaken and slowly wake up properly. I realize I am in the hospital, and when I look at the clock, I am startled; it shows 7:00 PM. I have slept for over 24 hours—all a dream. In reality, I was afraid of him and ran to the car when he chased after me. Next to me lies Simon. He is writing something down. I am on the phone with my girlfriend, and she visited me today while I was sleeping. She has a big problem with my bed neighbor Simon.
As I walk past the disco, I notice that my arch-enemy's car is parked right in front. I take out my pocket knife and stab all four of his tires, and then I pull out my key and scratch the paint.
I feel relieved to vent all my anger and frustration on his car.
All the bullying and insults I had to endure at school. Suddenly, he comes out of the disco, sees me by his car, and runs towards me, hitting me. I hit back, reach into my jacket pocket where the pocket knife is, and suddenly I hear a bang.
I wake up and realize that I dreamed all of this, but the shot was quite loud and real. When I look out my window, I see it. Where the window glass used to be, there is now a hole, and outside stands my arch-enemy with a gun, randomly shooting around in the street.
I feel myself being shaken and slowly wake up properly. I realize I am in the hospital, and when I look at the clock, I am startled; it shows 7:00 PM. I have slept for over 24 hours—all a dream. In reality, I was afraid of him and ran to the car when he chased after me. Next to me lies Simon. He is writing something down. I am on the phone with my girlfriend, and she visited me today while I was sleeping. She has a big problem with my bed neighbor Simon.