Last night, I dreamed about being in the Loud House world and being a random Loud House character just wandering around, looking for a place to kill myself (I think I was going to hang myself, but I don't really remember). I think I died in it, but I don't remember either.
The night before last, I remember terrorizing some little girl for no reason at all and repeatedly getting her in trouble (I would never do that in real life with anybody), and when her father came back, I remember running to their kitchen, grabbing a big kitchen knife, and stabbing myself with it in the chest. I died and saw myself as a ghost, flying away.
I didn't wake up terrified or anything, much less did they even wake me up. This has happened two nights in a row so far this week.
The night before last, I remember terrorizing some little girl for no reason at all and repeatedly getting her in trouble (I would never do that in real life with anybody), and when her father came back, I remember running to their kitchen, grabbing a big kitchen knife, and stabbing myself with it in the chest. I died and saw myself as a ghost, flying away.
I didn't wake up terrified or anything, much less did they even wake me up. This has happened two nights in a row so far this week.
