Dying To Sleep

So you know how everyone says you die if you die in your sleep. Well i have a question for them, how would you know? did you mamma tell you, well who would tell her? because to really know you would have to be dead! But i know because last night i did die in my sleep! I was kidnapped by the mafia and in this big white suburban neighboorhood house (it really seemed normal on the outside and quite exqisite on the inside the expensive clean furniture and the perfectly lined family pictures.) but you know i was trapped in it there was bodyguards scattered all around and completely around the house every way in. But yet i was completely and totally alone my imagination choking my hopes. The men had told me i was going to die because i knew something i couldnt tell anyone but i honestly had know idea what secert this supposfully was. and i promised over and over i didnt know anything! Then they told my dad to stop by the house (i was guessing that it was for money like a randsome) but i knew they would kill me anyways yet there was nothing i could do my innocent father would come up with millions if he had to, to save his little girl. So my father ended up in this building to the whole time i was bawling and sreaming not even feeling it because i was so numb but then my dad came and it all changed i was on a mission to get him out, and you know how dreams are hazzy this was my hazzy moment (dang right b/c that would have helped me get out of that damn place) but i was very glad i got him out then i was comptemplating the idea of death i am religous but to believe i could die to realize i was going to die at any moment gave me the urge to get out to find some way to escape it to not even try was obsurud and the men that were watching me were louging and just sitting around the house waiting for the head of whatever they were to come back. I got to the garage i had made it! They i opened the garage door with my hands partway and i saw the sun i thought i would never seen it again! Now i was standing, the men had noticed and threw me up before i could even flinch.. i was dead meat now the man was home i was in the basement he shot me..abruppt ending i was dead i saw the bullet hit my chest and i woke up to see my bed..i had just died in my sleep im still freaking out a bit what if im not even alive right now this is all a dream, then you wont ever read it, but what if its experiment from the mafia
-Your possibly insane blogger.......