Liberty
October 1st, 2006, 08:26 AM
The past few days I've been having really violent dreams.
The first one was of an old high school classmate trying to kill me for no good reason. Something about my views on Mormons but I have no idea what he's talking about. I don't know any Mormons and I've never really thought about Mormons...ever really.
Anyway, my grandmother was in it, he was waiting outside my grandparents house and I knew he was up to no good by the look in his eyes.
I called my grandma and she tries to chase him away with a staff but he kills her.
I'm not sure what's up with him and sissors but he's always trying to kill me with a sissor.
He tries again but this time I manage to hide somewhere in the house but he finds me anyway (so weird, that normally doesn't happen in my dreams). He comes after me and I grab the sissor and stab him in the stomach with it and for good measures, I pulled it upwards just to make sure he dies. (Also new for me because I've never actually dreamt of killing anyone before, at least not humans and not in such a violent way)
So, the police comes to get his body and I go outside seeing my friend with her daughter, she's pregnant. I go in to check the room where the body is, he's gone. Bastard got back up! I go running outside and here comes my pregnant friend walking into a crime scene. I kept yelling at her to stay away and here he comes again, walking towards me. My stupid friend keeps walking towards me too. At that point I just gave up and woke up.
What's strange is that I don't even feel bad for killing the guy, I know it's a dream and all but still...I didn't even feel bad in my dreams.
Then the next night I dreamt I was in a hotel lobby or conference room with a bunch of strangers. A handful of them were vampires and going around biting people and no one was running away.
I've had plenty of vampire dreams before but none were actually scary, mainly stupid and I've never ever been bitten. But in this dream I was bitten within the first few minutes of dreaming.
The creepy thing was that those that were already bitten were bitten again and the more they were bitten the more they'd morph into something stronger, uglier and vicious. There was one guy that was coming towards me and I was like "hey, I'm already bitten" but that didn't stop him so I ran away. I found myself outside the hotel and jumping up 20 stories to get to the top before this other vampire did. I wasn't sure what I was trying to get to but I knew I had to get it before the she did. Five minutes of fighting and I got tired, so I woke up.
The first one was of an old high school classmate trying to kill me for no good reason. Something about my views on Mormons but I have no idea what he's talking about. I don't know any Mormons and I've never really thought about Mormons...ever really.
Anyway, my grandmother was in it, he was waiting outside my grandparents house and I knew he was up to no good by the look in his eyes.
I called my grandma and she tries to chase him away with a staff but he kills her.
I'm not sure what's up with him and sissors but he's always trying to kill me with a sissor.
He tries again but this time I manage to hide somewhere in the house but he finds me anyway (so weird, that normally doesn't happen in my dreams). He comes after me and I grab the sissor and stab him in the stomach with it and for good measures, I pulled it upwards just to make sure he dies. (Also new for me because I've never actually dreamt of killing anyone before, at least not humans and not in such a violent way)
So, the police comes to get his body and I go outside seeing my friend with her daughter, she's pregnant. I go in to check the room where the body is, he's gone. Bastard got back up! I go running outside and here comes my pregnant friend walking into a crime scene. I kept yelling at her to stay away and here he comes again, walking towards me. My stupid friend keeps walking towards me too. At that point I just gave up and woke up.
What's strange is that I don't even feel bad for killing the guy, I know it's a dream and all but still...I didn't even feel bad in my dreams.
Then the next night I dreamt I was in a hotel lobby or conference room with a bunch of strangers. A handful of them were vampires and going around biting people and no one was running away.
I've had plenty of vampire dreams before but none were actually scary, mainly stupid and I've never ever been bitten. But in this dream I was bitten within the first few minutes of dreaming.
The creepy thing was that those that were already bitten were bitten again and the more they were bitten the more they'd morph into something stronger, uglier and vicious. There was one guy that was coming towards me and I was like "hey, I'm already bitten" but that didn't stop him so I ran away. I found myself outside the hotel and jumping up 20 stories to get to the top before this other vampire did. I wasn't sure what I was trying to get to but I knew I had to get it before the she did. Five minutes of fighting and I got tired, so I woke up.