I had a dream where a large sheet of glass broke and a shard embedded itself in my throat. I ripped the glass fragment out of my throat with my fingers and blood started gushing out over my hands with every beat of my pulse.
My parents were there, and someone pressed a folded up napkin into my hands and I pressed it against my throat. The dream felt so real. I honestly thought I was going to die.
I took my phone in my hand and texted him. I forgot what he replied. I tried to send a photo but I could not. It felt very warm at my neck, putting pressure on the wound.
I lived, but did he care? Who was that person?
It was your nobody. Or maybe you are the nobody. mind blown.
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