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Wife
The world was indeed a very small, cramped space, because the thought that I would see him again never crossed my mind.
The years changed him. The loving, laid-back man I used to love was gone, in his place was a cruel, calculating hunter. I didn't care though, we were through and the love I felt for him was long buried in the past.
Was it?
Husband
She goddamned left me. No how, no why. She just fucking left and she thought she was fucking badass enough to kill. She didn't had a fucking clue that she was about to flick a fire to a hive of been. Fuck!
Although I anticipated every second to meet her again, because now that I caught her, there was no fucking letting go.

Did you ever wonder what your dreams meant?
One second you are in a fairyland and then the next, gruesome things happens, like the unicorn stabbing the fairy princess's face over and over, and then you wake up feeling if you got holes in your face.
According to most, they are psychological, traumas, or desires that are so strong they manifest inside the mind when the body rests.
All my life, I lived in a normal neighborhood, normal friends, normal family, but then this dream started, same event every night that got me thinking if I ever experienced a trauma, or a hidden desire.
But few tell that dreams come from real experience unknown consciously, but the mind can only sort of remind you that it happened by making you dream it.
Do we dream monsters because we imagine them, or did we really see them?