It's 4am. I was so excited to read this.

I was mid yawn first part until you were shot.

I tightened, went back to the beginning to make sure I hadn't missed anything then read every single word, worried for you.

Yet you are here? Writing this story.

Surely there is a good ending to this.

Surely..

Bah, it was just a dream haha.

Very well done!

I enjoyed every minute from that -- seems there was a lot of trauma from your childhood.

I used to dream of getting shot in the chest from a guy I didn't like at school. I'd wake up, white hot chest, but alas everything was good.

Trauma.

Lots of it :)