Shaken up by a waking dream. In it, a girl's body was found in the vacant house next to us. I didn't see her but I knew what she looked like before she died even though I had never seen her before. She's not very tall, is a teenager and high school student. Her skin is a creamy, dark, peanut butter brown. Her eyes are dark brown, almost black. She has thick, curled eyelashes. She still has some baby fat giving her round, pinchable cheeks. Her permed hair is styled in Mickey Mouse ears, except the puffs are twisted to resemble small versions of Princess Leia's cinnamon buns. She's wearing a white collarless shirt and a dark, plump jacket. She has the prettiest little cute smile. Then I saw her smile. I was shaken awake. That house needs to come down.
I really hate dreams like that.