I'm not going to die in my dreams. The guy I thought would kill me, won't. He is going to cut off a piece of me. It won't be a finger. He promised me that much. He says my fingers are lovely. I guess that means he won't cut off my hands or arms either. Maybe a foot or just a toe? I could live without that.
I'm scared of waking up without a part of me. Hell, I'm terrified of going back to sleep. And it's father's day. I hate father's day. I'm scared my dad will call me when I'm awake.
Too scared to sleep, too scared to be awake. Is there a third option?