I don’t usually dream. Well, I don’t remember most of them but usually, I wake up with the recollection of having a dream. Last night was one of them. Come to think of it, it was not a dream at all, it was more of a nightmare actually. Well, burning is a nightmare in my books.
It was just weird. I really don’t know the subconscious meaning behind these dreams/nightmares. But, it bothers me especially because of the brutal nature of my dreams. I was douched with lighter fuel and I was lighted up. It was scary. But, I didn’t feel the fire burning. It was like watching a movie for me but the scary part is that I know that it was me.
When I opened my eyes, I was back in my room. I tried to recall the dream but it was hopeless. The only thing I remember was me burning. And, I was burned by my cousin. It was really weird.
Then, I had another dream when I tried to sleep again. I knew that it bothered me again but I can’t remember the dream anymore.
I really don’t know why I had that twin dreams. It seems that a message is trying to be conveyed to me. What is it? I really don’t know but I just hope that they are not bad omens of things to come.