I woke up this morning crying.

I didn't realise it at first, but then a tear ran down my cheek. It was then that I felt my pillow's dampness. The last thing that happened in my dream was me shouting at my dad. He had done nothing to protect me from the sales' staffs harsh words, as well as my mum and I was feeling the most betrayed by him.

I know I was shouting and crying and yet he refused to listen to me. He just kept on talking and talking, refusing to listen to me. I was so frustrated. Even when I woke up and forgot most things, I remembered the feeling I had when I was shouting at my dad. It was the worst I've ever felt. I don't think I will forget this anytime soon.

Once I woke up, I could still remember some things from it, but I didn't want to because then I couldn't stop crying. So I calmed myself and went to the toilet to wash my face. I could see that my eyelids were swollen in the mirror. Splashing cold water seemed to help a little, but still, I could feel sinking feeling in my heart.

After that, It was like the water had cleansed me from my dream. I don't remember so much anymore. I only remembered that inccident with my father. That's all. I feel really hurt right now, even though it was just a dream. I don't know if it will turn out to be true though. I fear this because it has happened in my family that whatever dreams that we feel really emotionally linked to, it turns out to be true and it becomes reality.

I'll be okay eventually I think. I hope so anyway. I hope so.