August 12th, 2004


This morning I woke slowly and decided to lay in bed for a few hours. The house was asleep and I swear to god, a little boy was singing to me. Loudly. He was in pain, sounded tortured.
I have a younger brother who it sounded very much like, almost exactly like. I walked into his room and he was sound asleep.
A few moments later I hear a woman screaming inaudible words. She sounded distressed and perhaps she was crying.

I think I am losing my mind.