I'm Ib I just had a amazing dream. Some parts were good some were bad where to begin... Ok it begins back in the art gallery, I pictured myself back in the liar room with the lady in red chasing me. I tried to look back but I couldn't. I was running and running thinking "I have no Garry, I wouldnt even mind if I had Mary here! I just want to be protected!" As I heard her grumbling like she was hungry. Hungry for me. I clapsed yeah I know kinda a cowardly move, I know it! I got up I was in the same room, although the lady in red was slayed and Garry was with me. H-he was snuggling a creepy doll, those red eyes! Then Garry approched me and said "Isn't it cute my daughter got it for me for fathers day!" "Umm...sure I guess. I never knew you had a daughter whats her name? How old is she? What is she interested in?" I said "Her names Mary, she's nine like you, and she loves these dolls. Her room's FULL of them!" He said in response. I quickly ran out of the room thinking "Are they really related? How can that be? How did this happen one second ago she was evil, now she's the love fest? Am I going crazy or was I imagining Mary as satin before?" I quickly ran in to the closest room I could find, I ran to the corner trying to clear my mind, that didn't last long. Suddenly Gary came crawling into the room, right by me! He was struggling for health, all the sudden Mary walked in with Gary's blue rose tearing petal by petal. Right then I went after her yet then my stomach hurt "not now!" I thought but I looked down and found out it wasn't just my stomach it was actually a knife in it! Then I suddenly remembered all the stuff that happened in my life my parents, Gary, The lady in red, The lady in yellow, The lady in blue, The lady in green, The cat room, The statues, The spitting painting, The mouth in the wall, The dolls, The fake rabbits, even Mary. Then I never got up, after that I saw Gary yell "IB! DONT GO!" and I reached out to him like he was coming with me seems I was wrong. I never saw my gar bear, The evil Mary, not even my parents. That was my first in a art gallery and if I was still alive it would have been my last time in one too! love you all, I'll miss everyone!
