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gonk I had a really creepy dream last night. It was so odd-I don't know what to make of it. I'm wondering if it was a few different dreams crammed together by my broken sleep cycle?
YES I WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT. D;
'Kay. It started out in some odd church, a small place with three stories. My Girl Scout Troup and I were staying the night there for some reason. Carly and I went and sat in the middle of the orange-carpeted floor, and I noticed that there was a hole in the floor about the size of my face. O__o Behind me there was a staircase, half of it on the left leading downwards to a lighted area, half of it on the right leading upwards to a dark area. Glacning down the hole by mt legs, I saw that the room underneath was lit with flourescent lights, nothing like the warm glow we were in there. The floor downstairs was tiled with white, and reminded me much of a laboratory. I wasn't too curious right then.
The rest of the troup went upstairs to take a look (It turns out it was a cozy library), and I think someone went downstairs to take a look, but they didn't go into the room right beneath me. So I stuck my face into that floor-hole to take a look. What I saw was the edge of a bathtub, filled to the brim with blood. A bloody hand, it's owner obviously in pain but out of sight, left a red handprint on the side as it slid it's way back into the tub. My dreaming mind told me that there was a psychotic murder downstairs, the murderer still there. gonk I pulled my head from the hole and gasped to the point where I screamed (I breathed in so fast I screamed? O__o). Carly just gave me the weirdest look, what could I possibly be freaking out about? I think I stood up then.
This is where I think I began another dream.
I was rushed to the store with my family, and everything was in a frenzy. Everyone was buying supplies for some disaster, my sleeping mind related it to a zombie attack, but said that the real reason was that killer. o__o~ I threw things into a shopping cart as we checked out.
I think this is where another dream began, also, but I also very much doubt it...
I got into the car as quickly as I could, I was going to spend the night as Deja's. Deja is a girl that was in one or two of my classes last year, we aren't friends, but I don't dislike her either. I was going to be with her because her house was very far away. As we rode, all I could think about was how I left my toiletry bag as the church, and I needed my deoderant at least. D: So I figured that I could just walk back in the night and get it, but the more we drove the more I realized that was impossible. We got to her house at sunbreak.
I think this is another dream. xD
I cannot explain this dream. It involved my mother at one point, a blue motorcycle, secret trails in the woods, and a junkyard roller coaster. Most of which I road on with my motorcycle, and I did a lot of death-defying stunts. I woke up for good in mid-air, on my bike, connected to the roller coaster. It was super crazy, and in a way more disturbing than the first part of the dream. O__o Hmm... I remember thinking "Must speed up" though. xD
That tub of blood and the way my chest felt after seeing it has haunted me all day, though. </3 I'm still very frightened.
 Leamony · Fri Jul 21, 2006 @ 07:57am · 0 Comments |
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