Friends with a Murderer

Date: 9/2/2016

In this dream, it started with me watching a documentary about a teenage boy who was deemed insane and was later thought to kill his father. The father was brutally murdered. the documentary showed the Father's corpse who had his stomach cut open and his entrails hanging out. Although everyone thought the son murdered him, there was no evidence and so he was not charged. In my dream, the murder took place a few years earlier than present day. Cut to "present" day where I am actually friends with the son and it's Christmas day. I try my best to strike up a conversation with him but I'm nervous since he is a little off. I bring up how today's Christmas and how I'm going to meet up with my family. I quickly apologize since I feel like I'm being insensitive since he has no family left and I know what today is. "I'm sorry, I forgot what day it was," I say. "Yeah. It's the day I murdered my dad," he said with sincerity. I was shocked since it didn't seem sarcastic. "They ruled there was no way you could have been at the crime scene," I laugh nervously. He just shrugged. I brought up that at least today was Christmas and he said that he had forgotten that but he didn't really care. He didn't celebrate holidays, not because of any religious reasons though. He just didn't care. I said I still had some time before I had to go home and so he and I met up with some more of my friends to go play Mario Kart in my dorm.