I had a dream I was in Hell. Everything was red and gray, dusty. A constant burning wind blew into your face. Torturous. I woke up crying "Please God protect me, please God take of me, Plase save me" and my room was dark , and I felt so afraid. So afraid of the darkness. The hot wind ripped your soul away from you slowly. I remember a man screaming and his soul was eaten away. It was all blurry. Pain. Demonic. You wake feeling like something not quite right. I am pretty stressed right now. School mostly. Thinking about college. School. All I want to do all day is just sleep. Just lay in my warm soft bed and forget about everything. I dont want to have to deal with living. Honestly I dont. I sort of have come to deal with it, just try and wake up every day. A calm acceptance that eventually I will get older and die. I dont want to though.