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Ophelia Malkavian

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4 - jun - 2022

I was in the living room at home, but in the middle of it was the bed.
My bedroom (in the back) was exactly like when it belonged to my uncles: the old wooden shutter completely up, and the outside door wide open. (It’s one of those dreams where I have everything open in my room, and it annoys me not having privacy.)
There were people outside (family).

I was under the archway of the living room, and there was a guy (I don’t know who he was), but he kept getting closer to me. I kept moving from one spot to another, walking past him on purpose.
I was angry that he wasn’t touching me.

When he finally does, I see in the distance (through the window of my room, which was visible), that something comes out of my aunt’s house. It was tall (about 2 meters), skeletal, just skin, with no face, nothing (similar to "Bichi").

It was heading quickly in my direction.
The guy was no longer there.
I hide behind the curtain.
The "thing" approaches quickly, walking tilted to the side, as if its head was too heavy. It leans in, whispers something I can’t understand, and then I don’t see it anymore.

I don’t remember anything else.


16 - may - 2021

I was in a weird apartment. I was running away from something, not sure if it was "things" or people, but I always left behind a baby doll.
"It’s going to get mad," I thought.
"Nah, it’s just a doll," I also thought.

At one point, I was washing that baby doll in the kitchen sink, and it stabbed me with something like a screwdriver on the side of my neck.
I was calm, but I was starting to have trouble breathing. My eyes filled with blood. Everything was blurry.
I tried to grab a small nail scissors to stab the baby doll, but I couldn’t find it.

I woke up, lying on my back, with the part of my neck that had been stabbed by the baby completely numb.