Between nightmares and days

You know the feeling when you watch a really scary movie before sleep and when you lay your head on the pillow, turn of the lights and put the bedsheets on but than you hear something. A rustle, the wind blowing or something else. The first reaction is always the worst. You can't move a muscle and your imagination takes you to other grounds. It ends up with no sleep or you falling asleep of simple exhaustion. That's what happened to me. But I was only watching a mild scary series. The series was about a woman who was engaged with her childhood sweetheart but when she wanted to tell him that she didn't actually want to be weeded to him. He misunderstood and opened the car door but just than a truck hit him flying away. The guy kept showing up wherever the woman walked as a reflection to her imagination. The guy was wearing Harry Potter glasses and they kept shining like there was street lamps everywhere, even if it was in board daylight. The série wasn't scary, but the way that the guy kept showing up was creepy and now I can't get him out of my head.

Every rustle or every silhouette is making me think that the guy is just standing there and watching me. It's making my already paranoid mind more paranoid. How much worse can it get right! But even if I think about this creepy guy while I'm awake, I haven't seen him even once in my dreams. I usually remember my dreams and as you may already know, I can lucid dream. But even so, I should have already had one hell of a scary nightmare but none, zero! But I guess that I should be thankful. After all no one wants to be reminded of their nightmares.

But let's go to how my day went. Today I was with some of these girls from my new school. We where at the biggest shopping mall in the whole region. We meet at there at 13.40 but this one girl was like "but that's too early" b$ch what! If we where there for about 3 hours it would be almost 17 o'clock and here, where it's already pitched black outside. That would be totally late. My parents don't want me wandering around in the dark so why should we meet even later than that. And to make things worse, it took us 1 whole hour to decide where we should go and eat. I mean, I was hungry and when I'm hungry, no snicker would help me. I gave some exemples but as usual, I'm definitely someone to ignore for them. I can almost swear that I was just there for decoration and nothing more. I thought that eating sushi or go for the fancy looking restaurant would be great but of course they said no. They said that the restaurant is too pricey but the stuff on the menu cost about the same as that of the Thai restaurant that 2 of them wanted to go to. There was 7 of us including me. Even the number of how many we where says that someone of us was unnecessarily there (that mean me if you haven't understood that yet). Honestly how bad and childish my previous class was, I do kinda miss them having around. My days where filled with laughter to tears and those hard times where we helped each other to cheat on tests. So when I came home the first thing that I did was take off my shoes and cape, washed my hands and found my mom. She hugged me until I let all my tears rain down my cheeks. I'm usually a very sensitive yet strong person but for some reason I couldn't help crying my eyes out.