Sunset was trying to make sense of all the strange dreams she had been having lately, wondering just what was going on. It was always the same one, looping over and over and over, like a broken record. The dream went like this; Sunset was in a strange dark place. Her parents were there. She ran to hug them. Her parents dissapeared. Repeat. Was this insanity finally taking over? Just some good ol’ guilt? Maybe even a sign? She couldn’t pin it down. But she did know one thing. Don’t tell others. They’ve already got enough on their plate. She needed to deal with this dream herself…..right?

TAKE MY ANGST, FOOLS

Did I do good on this—