Dream Sad の小説・ストーリー

The person Scarlett mentioned also had voice issues. "Dr. Willow, I know Sanctum Medical Institute has its own rules," Sadie continued, her voice suddenly turning tearful. "But my brother is really pitiful. He's been depressed and giving up on himself for years... I just can't bear it anymore. If you're willing to help him, I-I would do anything!" Her tears fell instantly, like they had been preloaded. Just as she was performing her emotional act- A cold, clear voice cut through the air.

" He asked, both hands cupping my face. I looked around us, and I was still in the living room, and they were still eating. It only means I only fall asleep for a few minutes, but my dreams seem very long "What happened, Sadie?" Roy asked worriedly and softly tapped my face. "I have a dream." I cried. "The same dream as Yesterday. I'm mad at you, but not very mad. What I mean is I'm mad at you, a little bit angry. "Sadie, I couldn't understand you. What do you want to say? Say it clearly." "I'm mad at you, just a little bit, for breaking my phone and laptop, but I'm not mad at you for me to kill you." I cried, trembling, looking at my hand. I wouldn't kill you. I wouldn't kill you." I chante

“I just don’t know how it’s possible.” My dreams started around a year ago. At first, they were random and happened once in a while. I tried stopping them but I couldn’t. About three or so months ago, they became constant. They happened almost every single day. Sometimes I couldn’t clearly tell what was happening, but one thing, or, should I say, one person, remained clear. A girl with long black hair. Sadie. Before, the dreams were just normal. Her with friends, laughing, and being silly. That kind of thing. But those from a few months ago were darker. Sometimes I wake up with her chilling screams still ringing in my fucking ears.

Damn it! @Death Wish