Date: 3/29/2018
By camilizer
It wasn’t a nightmare. It wasn’t a good dream. It was just odd. I was with my friend and we were in this hotel. We went up to the top floor and everything changed. The mood shifted and the people there had a sinister vibe to them. This guy came up to me and put his hand to my head, and the next thing I knew I was crying because he made me feel really depressed about my life and just made me feel like crap. All by the touch of his hand. He did it to my friend too, who was crying more than me. He just laughed at us. I started screaming at him, calling him names, etc. His friends came over and they all wouldn’t leave us alone. They followed us everywhere. And when we were finally feeling better, he’d just do it all over again. I cant exactly explain it. It’s like when he puts his hand to your hand, he just makes you weak and he can put anything in your head. I guess he chose to make my friend and I feel really bad about our lives. We were both pretty pissed off. He was white with dark hair and was scruffy looking. His smile was the creepiest thing about him. Plus the way he took pleasure in making people feel horrible. It was creepy now that I think about it, but I wasn’t scared when I woke up. I just felt uneasy.