I dreamt i was living in the condo i grew up in, i was with a friend who had a friendly dog he would mistreat, for some reason his apt was up in the 137 floor and he would kick the dog off his balcony constantly and we would saw him go down and crash, but he wouldn't die.
everytime he appeared again outside his door all happy and willing to play with us again but then my friend would kick him down and he would fall 137 floors down AGAIN.
on the 3rd time the dog came back limping with a broken paw but still happy to see us and when i saw him limping i was overwhelmed by the guilt of what we've done to him and cried to my friend "WE DID THIS TO HIM!" yet my friend felt no remorse and then the dream ended.
The real f*cked up part is this is a recurring dream of mine.
i saw alot of animal abuse growing up in that condo and did nothing about it.
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