Dream
I'm running, my bare feet pounding on the cold pavement, my heart beating so viciously it feels like it might burst, I round the corner on Bond St. I'm almost home, I can do this, I can do this. I slam the door to my apartment, where I am greeted by my reflection in the hallway mirror, I have blood smeared across my shirt, arms and spatter on my face, but none of its mine. The floorboards creak behind me, I turn around and there he is, running, running ,running toward me and..... *BOOM* I wake up to the sound of thunder, my clothes are damped from sweat, I had fallen asleep on the couch and it happened again, I have been suffering from these nightmares for 2 years now. I'm a trauma surgeon at the hospital the next town over, 2 years ago a kid only 15, raised by a single dad who lost his wife years earlier, decided to drive drunk, this car ended up in a ditch. Unfortunately the kid didn't make it, a week later the dad came into my ER shotgun in hand, look...