Still, the nightmares are scary and I don't like how Anna, mom, and my dad can invade not only my thoughts, but my dreams too. At least, I don't like that they can invade my nightmares now, because just weeks ago I declared that I was going to get over their death's. Or well, that I was going to get over Anna and my mother's death.
These nightmares were putting a real buzz kill on my progress.
I've never been all too well with handling death - though I am sure that is more then evident by now - but handling three deaths at a time is just.. overwhelming.
Don't jump to conclusions, Ronnie, my mind whispers, dad might not be dead.
I hope that he isn't.. I hope that by some miracle he had managed to escape that night and perhaps met up with Tara and gotten far, far away from Portland and as fast as he could.