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From nightmares to being robbed
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2021-05-28 12:29:47CHAD
May 14 2018
I jerk awake, gasping for air, and search my body frantically, anxiously patting down my torso. It had all been a dream. A real disturbing dream that's left me quivering. I wipe the beading sweat from my brow and attempt to calm my breathing and heart rate.
"Shit, shit, shit...." I start banging my hands against my steering wheel, evidently freaking the fuck out.
I scrub my trembling hand across my face, removing the fear that has stained my skin. The thought of Caddie and Jaxson being hurt weighs heavily on me; guilt begins to gnaw at me, and I feel sick to my stomach. I'm a really shitty brother and a genuine piece of shit Uncle. All right, I admit it, I've accepted it, but I don't like it anymore.
If I don't die today I vow to change, I vow to stop thinking with my dick and take care of my family. I chuckle, who would have thought having Amar kill me in my dreams would shake me and wake me. It's like I've been
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