this one's pretty dark and i don't think i'll use silly text formats on this one
i actually don't remember much of it but it's been overwhelming me since this morning so i'll try my best.
it was probably midnight, i was in a car, with some relative of mine i didn't even know of. we were heading to my parents' place because i think i lived apart from them in this dream, i was also older, i think and i wanted to visit them. then, on the radio, i heard something terrible. something bad was going to happen, something really really bad. i don't really remember if a giant comet was going to hit the city i live in or if it was a nuke but i think it was one of them. i wanted the car to go faster, i thought to myself that if i was going to die, i wanted to die with the people i love. the driver didn't seem to care. then, right as we were passing the bridge, i felt tears in my cheeks because i knew i wouldn't make it. the night was really really peaceful, as if nothing bad was ever going to happen. i just wanted to see my family one last time, was it really that much of me to wish of? i didn't know, but i knew the end was getting closer and closer. as the sky turned pure white because of the comet/the nuke i hugged my legs and just waited for the end. there was nothing i could do. and then it hit. i felt like my world was ending, it was terrible.
then i woke up, shrunk in bed. i was not crying but i don't think i was happy either; i didn't really knew how i felt.