last night I dreamt my brother was badly hurt, there was a river with a high wall that a load of people that I know were sitting on. I think my brother either fell or was pushed into the river.
The river was very low so there were alot of rocks.
Again a horrible horrible dream that made me wake up in a panic.
I hate these kinds of dreams and to have two in a row, seems unfair. I didn’t even eat any cheese last night or the night before – and cheese really does make me have nightmares if I eat it late at night. – Nobody seems to beleive me when I tell them that – but it is true. The most awful horrific nightmares in fact.