I haven’t had a real nightmare in almost exactly ten years (the last one happened in the first semester of 4th grade, so it could very well be the same day, probably not tho)

In this dream, it was normal in the house...but Minky (our sweet little black cat) got impaled on something and we certainly were hurt...but then Cricket (our big fat grey teddy bear of a cat) was crushed to death by a door somehow and we had throw away the body...I was too sad and afraid others might die, so I went to my grandma and carried while cursing that if I ever met God, I would want to mutilate Him. This got my grandma upset so I went to the living room and cried on my mom while she was explaining my feelings to my grandpa. I then saw Bubbles and Spanky together before I woke up.

I woke up with tears in my eyes, shaken by the nightmare, but almost immediately, Spanky, with his big green eyes and all, had jumped up on me and wanted to snuggle. I petted him, crying, and told him how much I loved him and the other three cats.

I’m going back to bed. Only 4 hours’ sleep isn’t enough...