![]() ![]() My eyes start to get teary because of my rising anxiety but I quickly stop myself from panicing and take a few deep breaths. This thing is litterally attached to me! As long as it stays that way, I’m never gona be able to live a normal life again. Earlier I just thought with a sort of detachment like it wasn’t actually my problem but now I fully and truly realised it’s the opposite. My mind now completely cleared up from the morning drowziness from before and it is alert and paniced as ever. Oh god… I have a crab arm now and I might be stuck with it forever!!! It’s just that I have a crab arm now and I might be stuck with it forever… When in reality it’s nothing too serious, really. If I showed this to anyone, they overreact the situaison because they couldn’t make sense of it. Mmm, but I debunked that earlier, didn’t I? Still I only considered options involving other people who are all but humans like myself. Yeah it was stupid to even consider the good sides of this arm, maybe I should get back to figuring out how to make into an actual human arm again. Speaking of cutting I might accident cut myself or others with it. But there must be some cooler sides to this, right? I mean I could cut things with it with ease and…and… Actually that’s all I can think of. Eating would also proove to be difficult as well as any other daily activities, even getting dressed. I couldn’t write or draw or even properly use my phone anymore. Well for starters I would pretty much be unable to do anything. Then again what would happen if I did keep it? I also doubt I could turn to any of my friends since they would just freak out. Especially since it’s my right arm which I mostly use for certain tasks.īut how would I even do it? I can’t really go to a doctor because they’d probably just try to cut it off or something, then I’d loose my arm entirely. Having a crab pincer as an arm would be pretty inconvenient in the long run. I either have to get rid of it or try to learn to live with it. Now the most important thing is figure out how to deal with this situaison. Still I never really thought much into it but now seemingly it had some effects on my real life too - if the giant crab pincer, replacing my arm and my dreams are truly connected in some way.Īll in all it doesn’t really matter. I always found it strange that it was a reoccuring dream with only small changes and yet I could never remember how it ended as in the actual wish itself. Then I come to a realisation: My dreams might’ve been real this whole time. I start brainstorming on how this happened, my mind still a little foggy from just waking up. I stare at the new limb attached to me in shock, not sure what to make of it. One morning you wake up with a giant crab pincer replacing your right arm. Every night you dream that you talk to a genie, when you wake up you can’t remember what you wished for.
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