I’m 19 and. I wake up almost every night at 3:33 a.m. with the same dream: empty streets, smoke, laughter and screams that don’t belong together. I created this blog to record what I see when I close my eyes. I’m not looking for fame or answers. I just want to understand what’s been chasing me since childhood. If you dream too… maybe this place is for you.
“The Man in the Hat”
He waited outside my window tonight. The same outline, the same silence. The hat covered everything except the glint of eyes that burned like embers. Behind him, I saw the church again, still aflame. And I remembered his voice saying, “You kept the door open.”
by Cristina Davenport
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