It's 4am. I was so excited to read this.
I was mid yawn first part until you were shot.
I tightened, went back to the beginning to make sure I hadn't missed anything then read every single word, worried for you.
Yet you are here? Writing this story.
Surely there is a good ending to this.
Surely..
Bah, it was just a dream haha.
Very well done!
I enjoyed every minute from that -- seems there was a lot of trauma from your childhood.
I used to dream of getting shot in the chest from a guy I didn't like at school. I'd wake up, white hot chest, but alas everything was good.
Trauma.
Lots of it :)