it was an o-k day considering i had a horrible nightmare. people at school make me laugh, they may not know it, but sometimes they make my day better. sometimes. i was so sad when i woke up, i dreamt that my mother found this odd fruit and hadn't tried them yet. my uncle came by from his jog and ate one, he started rotting and dying. i cried so much and everyone else just laughed, i couldn't get mad at them because i was too helpless sitting there by his remains, crying my face off. it was so scary. i woke up and saw that he replied to me and felt so relieved. i hate having dreams like that, afraid there could a chance of it becoming true.