So, I was dating this anonymous girl whom I can't recall, and while asleep alone in my room, her father, brother, and uncle came in. They looked at a computer and were making fun of me for not having a lot of money and for not coming from a good family. Then they held me down and one of them ripped my left eye out. I screamed really loud and passed out from the pain. When I woke up, I was in my bed and there was no blood (still in the dream). I went about my day like normal, doing average things with people I cannot recall. Periodically I would look in a mirror at my missing eye, or feel the puckered flesh and empty socket with my fingers, sinking farther and farther into bitterness. I was also contemplating what cool eyepatch design I should get. Then I was at someone's house, thinking how to call my random girlfriend and what to tell her. There was this muscular dude doing gymnastics and shit around the room. Then I woke up for real and marveled at the fact that I still had a left eye.

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