(Hmm… I don’t dream too often, really, and even most nightmares are just something really silly… Ah. I think possibly possibly one of the most confusing ones that I actually woke up crying was… I don’t remember too many specifics, but what it ended with was some woman holding me at gunpoint, but then I shot her first (or hurt her in some way, fatally) and then she said she was my mom before dying. …Yeah… Woke up with actual tears, but it was still very nonsensical. For one, the person didn’t look like my mom at all, and was dressed like a southern belle? And the background for all of this was in some sort of 3-d area with something like NASCAR in the distance. Floating in midair.
..So while the idea is still not good, I really can’t take that dream to seriously outside the dream.)
22:Talk about your worst fear.
(For me, that might have to be getting lost. Anywhere, not just physically. Only exception being in thoughts. But I didn’t even want to drive for the longest time outside of to school and back because I really thought I’d get so horribly lost. And even now, I have to pull out my phone’s navigation if I go anywhere beyond places I’ve been to a million times. And I say not just physically, because it’s kinda where I am with thinking about future jobs. I went to college a couple of years for one major, then when I experienced it some, I found it didn’t actually interest me. And it was the type that you have to want to do it to get anywhere… So I have a retail job while I try to figure out what to do next, but I’m really not sure.)
25:Talk about an ex-best friend.
(Now this,I have stuff to say.
Okay, first off, she was the first friend I had my age. I was five, and up ‘til then, I was bugging the teenager nextdoor. Seemed alright at first, and as oblivious as I was as a kid, I didn’t notice anything until looking back, but she was a selfish and spoiled brat. I was literally the most innocent ‘go down the street and casually chat with the neighbor I’ve never met’ kid. (Which obviously wouldn’t happen today. Good times back then, though.) She never really apologised for anything she did, wouldn’t let me play with much aside from what she was doing at the time, got jealous over little things… I mean, two specific examples I can think of regarding how she acted would be: I got stuck in a tree one time because I’d gone up too high and was afraid to come down. She stood there a while, calling me a baby, before going off with another friend to get help. The other friend came back with my mom, she apparently had gone home. And the worser experience, because it even got through my obliviousness, involves Pokemon Crystal. We both had it, and she lost hers at some point. Sometime later, I find out mine went missing as well. Next time I see her, she apparently found hers, and yeah, I actually got suspicious, so I asked if I could see which Pokemon she had. And she told me she’d started a new save file. 😐 My mom was not happy with her and got my game back, and after that, we put my initials on all of my games. She didn’t really ever become an ex-best friend until I moved when I was ten, because I wasn’t mean, and as few friends as I had, I kept them. But what really got to me back then was when I invited her to the new house to see her one more time, and she never interacted with me directly, mostly chatting with our other friend, and acted like I was already completely gone already…
And as good a memory as I have, I can think of more, and I won’t ever really forget, so… Yeah.)
34:Talk about the worst physical pain you’ve endured.
(I’ve… never actually been hurt too badly that I’ve remembered… Plenty of scraped knees, but no broken bones even. I’ve kept a fairly safe life, for all the spills on bikes and tree climbing I did in the past. So… I don’t know. Worst I can think of in terms of injury was still just a bad scraping, though it could’ve ended a lot worse if I didn’t have a helmet. The bike I was riding belonged to my mom, because my wheels were flat, and I was going down a hill, about to brake to turn into someone’s house… Well, her brakes were a lot more sensitive than mine, and the bike completely flipped over. Cartwheeling style. Terrified me at the time, I was so disoriented, scrapped my legs, shoulder, and other arm, and broke the visor on my helmet completely off. In terms of pain, it’s fairly light from what it could have been, but I just don’t get hurt too often… I mean, I would have said the more recent ‘all wisdom teeth extracted’ experience, but it wasn’t too bad, really. Annoying, because I couldn’t eat properly for a while, but I don’t know. Fear heightens how bad things feel looking back, even if it actually helps it not feel as bad at the time.)
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