Date: 7/20/2019
By pHPq73jdQ7hJ5hLedL4kBuntG
I was in a dormitory room, my roommate was cleaning the wall and and it splattered my place to sleep. I was annoyed and told her that she got the bed dirty, she went away and came back annoyed with a bucket of water, she threw her straight by my side of the bed. I wasn't upset, I was surprised she did that and I told her. Then I changed my perspective plane to a viewer, I saw how the girl I was supposed to be I looked out the window, upset, talking to a girl who suggested my partner wet the bed like that. - Why did she do it? Why? I just told her not to do it again. Now I must see my sister as she committed suicide in front of me. The dead girl looked just like the girl who looked out the window, they were twin sisters or something. The girl hung from the tree in front of the window, for a moment began to swing with a happy and disturbing expression. When she stopped, they looked at her in detail from the window, there began to be a rapprochement with a camera, she shook her head, opened her eyes and traumaticly said "I am Fanny" we distinguished that she was not her sister, she was herself, she was just looking at the way she was going to die.