This morning, I had a dream about my brother. He got bitten by a dog near the left eye and was bleeding a lot. I was shocked and scared, running to him, crying. When I got there, he was laying down painfully. He whispered, "I'm getting better." He had no energy in his tone of voice. My tears were shedding down non-stop. I've never been so afraid. I was afraid I would lose my brother.
When I woke up, I felt tears crawling down my face. The dream felt so realistic. It made me think about how I treat him and that my attitude towards him should change. This was probably the second time I had a really sad dream that made me shed tears.
I ♥ you brother !
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