I realy love sleeping. Not because it allows me to rest but because I had created a new world through my dreams. A world where I rule, and where I can do whatever I please. Eat the best foods in the world, travel across the globe, even have the stuffs I longed of having. Most importantly, I am the rule. If I say that I can fly, then I could. If I say I can parkour on top of buildings then I can. I just wanna sleep forever if I could. Too bad, whenever I open my eyes, I got to experience reality all over again. The things I had in my dream would be gone and I got to face this person I hated the most. Someone I just really want to keep out of my life forever. You can say sleeping is my way of escaping reality. I drifted to sleep, and there...in my dreams, I was the happiest. I got to kill the worst person I knew. I strangled him, stabbed him multiple times, and laugh til my heart's contented. Too bad this is just a dream, when the morning comes, this will all be gone. I opened my eyes and found myself on top of the man I hated, my father. I drop the knife filled with blood from my hand and wash the blood stains off. I cried knowing I have killed someone, but that didn't stop me from smiling afterwards knowing that the person I hated was gone.