Then I went in and laid next to her but it wasn't her anymore. She were wrapped up in blankets and all I could see was her bodys shape and the back of her head sticking out the top. So I was like Haha wake up and rolled her over but her front was her back still.... no mater how much I rolled her the other side was always just the back of her head...... so then my dad brought us breakfast and it was just raw shredded meat in wine glasses. Then I woke up.
It was so weird. Like two diffrent realities and sets of physics that are incompatible in reality existed simultaneously somehow. The thing with the size of me and the size of the washer being both big and small at the same time. And the thing with trying to roll my friend over and seeing her roll but that image was like a cylinder. It would roll but never change.