Maybe basil pizza wasn't the best dinner choice last night. Or maybe it's the bbc series I've been watching called jewel in the crown, about British occupation of india during WWII. In the last episode I watched before I went to bed an english woman, whose husband was killed in action, set her newborn baby on fire in the back yard.
I had nightmares pretty much the whole night.
Around 3 am I had a night terror that some girl was trying to stab my eyes out with scissors while I was sleeping. I woke up and jumped out of bed. I must have still been asleep when I got out of bed because the girl was still there and she said "your house is haunted bitch!" Then she disappeared.
I drank some water and went back to sleep. In the next dream she said "I'm still here". I woke up and all my window blinds were ripped off the windows and flying around my house. It doesn't sound scary, but it was. I jumped out of bed again and the window blinds went back to where they normally hang.
I drank more water and went back to sleep (it was 430). I had a dream that a bunch of people were in my house yelling. And indian guy appeared and said "we need to do a puja ceremony because your house is haunted". I woke up and could still hear the voices yelling. I guess my asshole neighbor (not the one fucking up the painting job, but the one on the other side) was having an argument with his girlfriend at 530 in the morning. For fuck's sake.
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