Literature
Dream Diary Day 8
In the middle of the darkness, I walked aimlessly ... I knew I was sleeping, but it is as if I have sunk into emptiness. Soon very far or very close (I don't know anymore) I heard gunshots, several detonations. I opened my eyes and didn't know if I was still dreaming, everything looked so sharp. Beside me I heard a gasp. What's happens? "Shots?" "Yes, some crazy people." And I closed my eyes again ... I continued sleeping. I saw the same blackness and sensed it thicker, more tangible. And again "Bang, bang, bang, bang... bang, bang bang... bang, bang bang!" I came out of the trance, I was lying on my stomach, however I felt up from the bed, scared and trembling. "Again!" And I had not turned around when the thunderous sound of gunshots again ran through the room, flooded my ears, and filled my heart with fear. It was unusual to hear gunshots in the middle of the night, much less so close to the house. No, I was not dreaming, it was really happening and in fact, those damned fools did