I am in a trailer that I have dreamed of before. The back door is huge and white. The window in it is larger than most. I do not like it. The thing I hate most about it is the fact that the window is not made of glass, it is just a flimsy screen and it has a big hole in it about the size of my fist. Sometimes the door will not lock or even close properly. I do not have to worry about that this time. I just have to worry about the hole in the door and the man who keeps staring through it. He is a very bad man. I fear him greatly. I am terrified he will figure out that he can get through the hole. I pray he does not.
Place withheld · 2013-08-09 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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