Posted by Andromeda on October 22, 1999 at 11:20:06:
I woke up at 5:50am to the sound of my own crys:
At first I was sitting in a church, there was a young boy sitting behind me and I was looking at him,
The next thing I know is that he's been shot through the neck. He whispers to me that he was just shot
and he then begins coughing up blood. With the first cough a man's hand covers his mouth and I get the
feeling that the boy isn't to make any noise.
The next thing I know I'm in a living room (but not my real living room) and my cat Georgie is in a wire cage
looking very sick. My brother is petting him. I go to my feline friend and put him in my lap. I notice a wound
on his leg and I