MaybeItsADream

So... I don't remember my whole dream, all the correct details. Just... I remember standing in my house. Except it was much bigger. And... Cliff was there, and someone else. I don't know who the other person was. As usual they would taunt me and say mean things. Now, in reality, I hate Cliff with all of my heart. But in my dream... I was trying to get him to like me. I was trying to look attractive and walk sexy like. Maybe I do kind of like him. At the end of my dream, Cliff and the other person are about to walk out my back door of my house, when I start to walk slowly and suductivly away from them, into the other part of the house. They look back and give them a faint look over my shoulder where I can see them out of the corner of my eye and they are staring in awe. Then I wake up and I'm almost shaking.

I admit... I like Cliff a little. Maybe I want to impress him. He pretty much doesn't like me at all. Last night... I talked to him on Facebook for the first time in months. Maybe that's why I dreamnt about him. He was saying he was sorry for everything and anything. I brushed him off and didn't believe a word he said because he always says "I'm sorry" and then goes back to being an asshole.