I am not new to creepy, scary or fully terrifying and odd desires however this one has actually caught with me. I do not bear in mind a lot of what occurred earlier than (though do bear in mind it was ‘set’ at my outdated secondary college.. That I left 6 years in the past!) however I bear in mind my brother had a razor blade or a extremely sharp knife and, after slicing at me a number of occasions, took it to his throat at slowly swiped. He wasn’t reacting, I began to panic and put my hand over the wound making an attempt to cease the bleeding, to no avail. I then was sitting making an attempt to determine who I wanted to inform, what I wanted to do with the physique, and many others.
I wakened crying and I’ve felt completely depressed and slightly traumatised all day.
I communicate to my brother semi-regularly (we reside about 6 hours from one another), he is in place, at present anticipating his first baby, and we get on rather well – I can not suppose the place this may’ve come from 🙁