this morning after waking up, i remain in the bed and tried to remember my dreams.. i dont do that usually.. i mean i dont make extra efford for remembering.. but this morning i felt like i have to remember..
suddenly i remembered and began crying .. a strange cry of fear .. I was saying oh my god.. oh my god.. every detail i remembered, i felt like a poor kid in extrem fear..
in the dream:
i was a kid.. not who i am now.. not this time.. language was english.. time felt like early 19th century.. i was in a orphanage.. manager was a man with big face and big glasses..
he was known as evil himself among kids. he approached me and gave me a small piece of fabric with a glass symbol on it...(i dont remember well but.. i think it was a thing to be attacherd or warn to arm like star of David jews warn at 2nd ww.) when i got it in to my hand i understood that i was choosen.
i ran away.. not many kids knew it.. but i knew it.. i heard abt it before that.. if someone is given this mark, this kid would be choosen and taken at night time.. not given to a family but, raped and murdered.
i was so afraid.. i was running in the gardens between barracs.. i began screaming.. they want to kill me.. they want to kill me.. please help me.. all the children i came across was so afraid of my reaction.. they had white faces.. no one could ever help me... i knew that this night they would pick me up... so after all the noise i made the manager ran after me and he was saying '' i wont do anything'' he cought me. i tried to fight back.. it was impossible..
i do not remember the rest of the dream.. but i know that i was 12 years old and raped and murdered.
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it took a while to remember where i am.. i realized that this was a chance at my door for forgiving and purifying my self..
i tried my best..