Have you ever dreamt of something but you woke up before you knew exactly what was going on?
That's what happened to me during the "Annie Janna Billy JoJo" dream. And it pains me so much because I really miss those kids, I mean they don't exist and their not my kids or siblings but yet I miss them so much and it hurts me because I knew they were in danger so I had to save them but I didn't know what the danger was or who it was. The worst part is, I can still see the brown haired girl in a panicked state sitting next to me, and I could hear her sister sobbing and a young boy telling his dog that its alright even though it wasn't, I don't know why but it wasn't! They didn't want those beautiful kids alive, and I don't know who wanted them dead or why and it makes me hurt inside!

What I'm ranting about: below
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/775362/wake-up/

As I ran down the stone path
The cold snowy ground below me
The snow storm raging above me
I couldn't help but save them
I had to help Annie Janna Billy and the families Saint Bernard JoJo
To the family car
Not my family but theirs
As we heard the sirens from over yonder
JoJo barked
Shhhh's filled the night
I drove as fast as I could
While Annie sat beside me with a horrified expression
While Janna wept
While Billy tried to keep JoJo quite
While JoJo snuggled into the young boy for warmth
I turned on the heat but the car wasn't getting warm
It's an old car
It takes too much time
Not that we had any
They would already be at the house
Burning it most likely
Can't have a house that my kind have used
To them
We were a disease that needed to die
Those *******
As I made a sharp turn
----------------------------------------------------
I gasped for breath, shirtless sweaty and in tears. Freezing cold from my fan blowing on me. Who were they?

annie has cut out herself.
(annie has cut a shape for herself out of a sheet of plywood)
annie shelters herself.
(annie is blocking her thoughts out by making use of her skinny forearms)
annie has lost her hands.
(annie is not simply an amputee, she’s also in a deep coma)
annie identifies herself with the ceiling.
(annie is out of the world of the living things)
annie doesn’t feel the rain.
(annie doesn’t feel anything anymore)
annie is under a scrap of cloth.
(annie only sees blots of dripping paint)
annie ended up in a gap.
(annie ended)
annie has stopped counting.
(annie has changed the order of the numbers, randomly)
annie has stopped subsisting.
(annie now needs a thinking subject, to think of herself)
annie doesn’t constitute a movement.
(annie moves by gracious permission of the force of inertia)
annie only perceives the force of gravity.
(annie adheres to the pavement)

annie can’t remember her latest smart thought.