MY FAVOURITE SONGS

I love music, so here it is a list of my favourite songs. Or better said, my playlist: 

Suicide Season - Bring Me The Horizon. 

Creep - Radiohead. 

Aneurysm - Nirvana. 

I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace. 

Next To You - Alicks. 

Fear Of The Dark - Iron Maiden. 

Take Five - Dave Brubeck.

Riders On The Storm - The Doors. 

Something In The Way - Nirvana. 

Heroin - The Velvet Underground. 

Mater Of Puppets - Metallica. 

Insane - Feeding People. 

Dumb - Nirvana. 

I, The Sun - Lights On.

Californiation - Red Hot Chili Peppers. 

For Whom The Bells Tolls - Metallica. 

Stan - Eminem. 

Blood Gets Thin - Pete And The Pirates. 

Otherside - Red Hot Chili Peppers. 

Promises - The Cranberries. 

Stairway To Heaven - Led Zappelin.

Plateau - Nirvana. 

Toxicity - System Of A Down. 

Sultans Of The Swing - Dire Straits. 

Pumped Up Kicks - Foster The People. 

MY NIGHTMARES.

When I was little, I remember having nightmares.  They were many years of constants nightmares. I think nightmares were one of the worst things in my childhood. 

I will explain my nightmares that overwhelmed me: 

1st Nightmare: I was four, five and six years old when I dreamed about this nightmare. 

• I was in a room, in a yellow room that had the walls painted with flowers. And in front of me there was an old wooden brown door. I was sitting in a leather armchair, and beside me was my mother sewing. Between me and her there was a table at night, and a large window with giant flower curtains. And suddenly, a being like my mother with black eyes, goes through the door, and pulls my true mother through the window.  Then I run through the floor and when I'm down, I see my dead mother. 

2nd Nightmare: I dreamed this nightmare at the same age that I dreamed the previous nightmare. 

• There is no context. They were pulleys that rotated non-stop and I could not get out of the loop. 

3rd Nightmare: This nightmare I dreamed it at the age of eight until twelve years old. 

• I was in the yard, from the school I went to, in a red horse that was there. There, everything was tenous and there was no one except a friend that I had. I left the red horse and I could see in the distance a tall man, but with a normal stature, dressed in black with a gift in his hand. At that momento I tried to hide and I wake up. A few months later I dreamed that I was in the middle of the street of the town I had lived when I was little, and again everything was in a tones like sepia, and then I saw the  that same man with the gift. And so during more dreams, they were different dreams but always of the same color and with the man dressed in black with the gift in his hand. The last dream was when I was twelve years old. I had awakened at night, in my house, and it made a tremendous heat as if it drowned me. I Heard a noise, like a blow, on the ceiling I picked up and climbed the stairs leading to the ceiling and once there, I managed to see a shadow near me and a horrible strench, well it smelled of someone dead. And when I got used to the light I had realized that everything was sepia, and yes, in the affirmation, that man was in front of me with the gift in his hand. Then, I noticed, that that man had no eyes, no nose, no mouth. It was just a head with ears, and a hat. I also realized that he had a very long arms. The whole fear of the wolrd entered me, and I start to run. And I saw that man chasing me like crawling. Then I went home, and I tried to hide myself. I got into a small room that is in the house that is like a storage room. I sat down and I stopped breathing. Then everything turned silent and suddenly the door opened and I saw a horrible hand as if it were burned and I saw the "face" of this man very close to mine. Then I woke up.