I've been having a lot of bad dreams lately. Mostly, they aren't bad in the literal sense, but something about them unnerves me just so much that I wake up shaking and sweating. Like, for instance, the other night I had a dream I was, stupidly, the vampire daughter of Bella and Edward of Twilight. We were a happy little undead family, going about our merry business of eating people, crawling up walls, and getting into pointless car crashes (We're technically indestructible,right? Might as well make the best of it). But, then, because I was an "abomination", I started to die. I was bent over in a garden, coughing up and chocking on my own teeth, my "parents" standing above me in what I assumed was worry. I'd reach in my mouth to clear out what was left of my teeth, so I wouldn't choke anymore, but there seemed to be an endless supply of them. Then, in the sudden way that dreams usually work, I was at a strange version of Gazelle's graduation party. It was at a small hotel, in their garden. I turned to one of my friends and asked him where Gazelle was. He seemed a bit hesitant to answer at first, becoming absorbed in his plate of food. Finally, I got him to say,
"He's in one of the hotel rooms with that girl."
"What girl?"
"The one he's cheating on you with."
And then I woke up, fingering my own teeth to make sure they were all still there and gasping.

Thankfully, Gazelle isn't cheating on me in real life, but it was still disturbing.
I've woken up every other night since then, sweating and gasping like I've just run a marathon.
Maybe I shouldn't eat sweets before bed.