In my dream, i thought i woke up, but i was so wrong i was standing in the middle of my bedroom, i seen someone on my bed, i was scared to look but i need to know, so i turn to see it's was me i looked so pale like my warmth and colour was getting drand from my body,
As i watched my self fade away on the bed from behind i could feel a pull, i close my eyes, then a cold wind hit me, some how i was no longer in my room, i was getting pulled backwards, the thing was i wasn't getting pulled i was getting pushed from my chest but nothing was there,
It don't stopped i was in a part i could see a little girl, and a boy who looked 6 years older maybe, the girl looked so happy but the boy had a smile but i could see his eyes was full of so much pain and sadness, the boy turned to me, it's couldn't be no, it was 9 years ago that girl was me, that boy was my brother, i could feel the tears filling my eyes, i didn't understand why I'm seeing this,