1:01 AM
My dreams and real life are now mirroring each other. I can't swim until I've been cleared by my doctor because of the ulcer. And of course I can't tell them, in real life, what brought it on, because then I'll just sound crazy. In the dream, it was HGH in one of my lotions, thanks to A. I'm just glad that didn't cross over. So of course it's taking even longer for me to be cleared. And my mom is worried that I'm under too much stress cause of the anniversary of my dad's death and school and swimming.
And if the dreams aren't messing with my real life enough, in the dreams A is messing with my relationship. I finally met Samara's friends and A made me give my number to one of them or they would release my medical records about the HGH and I can't explain to Samara why I did it.
And if the dreams aren't messing with my real life enough, in the dreams A is messing with my relationship. I finally met Samara's friends and A made me give my number to one of them or they would release my medical records about the HGH and I can't explain to Samara why I did it.