A nightmare about the mirror

I dreamt a nightmare last night. When I woke up this morning, I told the dream to my wife and she was frightened by the story too. The story made us snuggle and cuddle with each other in bed.

I dreamt about looking into a mirror. The figure in the mirror was not my positive portraits, it was the view of my back. Because it was so absurd and crpeey, it made me trembling and my heart pounding. I don’t know why I dreamt about all of this, I felt a little scared at that moment.

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