Dream Log Entry 122

Submitted by Dreamer on Fri, 08/03/2012 - 12:58

I had three new foster brothers. Christian was the oldest one. He was a famous emo musician. The other two were Asian. I hated Christian. We argued constantly. One time we were in a fist fight and he ended up stabbing himself on my bed. There was good amount of blood. I told my Asian brothers that he died. They wanted to see his body in my room. Christian got up and started chasing us. We asked him if he was undead, but he didn’t answer.