I was in my old living room and tripped on something, I fell, and I got hurt so I started to cry.
My older brother was in the kitchen, and was reading some comics, and my mom walks into the living room and sees me crying, She asks me what happened, but I can't talk because I'm sobbing too much.
She runs up to my brother, screams at him and beats him to death.
We have a funeral in the living room by putting him on a huge fan, And turning it on so that he blows away, to the sky.
Then I see my mom open the door, and welcoming my brother inside, 'Cept he has completely black eyes, and looks possessed.
He walks very slowly towards me and I say "You're not my brother"
And then the Doorbell rings, It's my brother's best friend asking if He can Come out and Play.
I run to him and warn him about him not being my real brother, He laughs.
They go outside, and my mom stops me from following them.
Then suddenly a Horse walks up to me, and I see that on it is a man, and It's dragging a Carriage.
The man has a skull for a head, a green skull, and glowing green eyes, He has a whip in his hands, and I am really really afraid, He gets closer and closer, I look away, at his cariage, and See that inside is my brother caged inside, Screaming for help.
I look back, and the Skull is RIGHT up to my face.
I woke up screaming.
I had this dream at age 5, And I STILL FUCKING REMEMBER it.
I never told on anyone again, or Cried.
