i met my friend who i haven't seen in years. she was wearing her school uniform and i gave her a big hug. she was painfully thin and she showed me the scars on her arms when we sat down together. in real life this girl has been hospitalised for anorexia. she told me what she was feeling and going through.
then we were in hospital together. we were wearing those pale green hospital gowns and sitting on a bed together. in the bed next to us was a girl who i knew, i knew she was a friend but i can't remember who she is.
her heart monitor started to pulse and make a loud noise. her heart was beating louder and faster (and i knew it had happened before). the doctor came rushing over and said that it was too late, she was dead.
i watched this girl die in my dream and i don't know who she is, but i know she was a friend and i was upset.
i ran out of the hospital vowing to take better care of myself.
i woke up and my heart was pounding fast and loud like the girl in the dream.
