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My right toe's been buzzing like there's a cell phone embedded in it on the vibration mode. Apparently, it's something called pallesthesia and happens due to over stressing yourself. I took a 3 hour nap to this piece of information.
Funny, I was relieved to see the reason at least. And oh my, now I really want to go back to where I've migrated from. I can't stand this place, the people anymore. Waking up to nightmares isn't normal for me!
Like this one, a few weeks ago:
My physics tuition teacher comes in, to teach me music. I guess that's how much I miss my music classes. My mother, and my maternal grandfather are getting ready to welcome guests into the house (complicated, yet weird). They come in and my mother says "Sir just give us a few minutes before you start with the classes, a few guests have just come." I'm lying down on my bed. She sits in front of me and places her hand on my face thinking it's the bed, pressing my nose and mouth real bad. I am not able to breathe anymore. I scream, I shout , I cry but I'm not audible... I'm dying...I know it. I tell myself "I knew it was coming"
In real life after the dream: I'm crying, and breathing real fast before mother wakes me up, all tensed to see my crying and heaving while sleeping. Minutes after I woke up, I still try to make sure I'm alive and breathing fine. Wait, my mother killed me in the dream- and that's what a nightmare is,
Funny, I was relieved to see the reason at least. And oh my, now I really want to go back to where I've migrated from. I can't stand this place, the people anymore. Waking up to nightmares isn't normal for me!
Like this one, a few weeks ago:
My physics tuition teacher comes in, to teach me music. I guess that's how much I miss my music classes. My mother, and my maternal grandfather are getting ready to welcome guests into the house (complicated, yet weird). They come in and my mother says "Sir just give us a few minutes before you start with the classes, a few guests have just come." I'm lying down on my bed. She sits in front of me and places her hand on my face thinking it's the bed, pressing my nose and mouth real bad. I am not able to breathe anymore. I scream, I shout , I cry but I'm not audible... I'm dying...I know it. I tell myself "I knew it was coming"
In real life after the dream: I'm crying, and breathing real fast before mother wakes me up, all tensed to see my crying and heaving while sleeping. Minutes after I woke up, I still try to make sure I'm alive and breathing fine. Wait, my mother killed me in the dream- and that's what a nightmare is,
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