you know, when you're a kid you dont really know if youre dreaming or not..
well, once, when i was about 5 years old, i was at the park with my older sisters and their friend
there was an old guy watching us
my sisters were worried and when we were leavin, the guy said HEY !
so my sisters and their freiend started running but i was too small to run so my sister grabbed my hand and ran. my knees were on the ground and they were bleeding. when we got home i was bleeding like a mother fucker
then, they left again and i was alone, crying really loud, and my mom was with her friend and they were watching me and laughed, without helping me
i always thought this was reality cause i had the scars on my knees for years but now im starting to wonder if it was a dream or not..