Cookies to everyone who reads at least one of my dreams. Pies and cakes to everyone who reads every bit of my post.
My most recent dream;;
Okay, firstoff. To let you know, my mother and I are
very close. So, onto the dream. My mother and I were going to a convenience store at about, say, 11:30 PM. So we walk in, and there's nobody at the cash register, but there's a gruff-looking man waiting first in line [though he was the only one in line]. My mom gets what she needs, and gets in behind this man. I go off to pick out a candybar. So there's a mirror in the back of this store, and out of suspiscion, I'm watching this man talk to my mother. For some reason, they go into the back room. They don't come back for about 10 minutes. So I start to get panicky, and as I'm about to shove through the swinging door, it opens. There stands the man, a bloody butcher knife in his right hand, my mom's head in his left. I screamed and started bawling, and ran out. I ran for what seemed like ever, until I ended up in front of my sister's front door. Apparantly, my mother had been dead for years. I woke up bawling. It all felt so real. . . It hurts to even talk about it.
Next dream;;
I used to have a lot of reoccuring dreams when I was younger, and they all frightened me. I'll sum them up here.
1. "Friendship Star" [mhm, I titled every one of these dreams.]
Me and about five of my best friends would all be in this small one-room house. It was painted bright yellow, inside and out, and had only one window with blue panes. We would all be playing a game of truth or dare, and then my friend Shalee would shout to everyone. She would tell us to duck and hide, and no matter what, under any circumstances should we never think a single bad thought about any of the people in the house and not make a single sound. No talking, no moving, nothing. And everytime she would shout it, we would all listen and do as told. All of us would pile onto another. It was always so quiet, you could hear our shallow breathing. And then a strange red light would fill the room. We all looked out that single window, and we star a bright blood red star. Soon, the light would go away, and the star would disappear. Shalee said it was called the 'Friendship Star', and whoever thought anything bad about their friend under the light of said star, would die right on spot. That dream occured about every week or two for approximately two years.
2. "Bigger Isn't Always Better"
I would be alone, in a barren wasteland, with a giant house and a single small barrel in front of me. I would walk into the large house, and it would be small and cramped on the inside, with a single bed with scratchy red sheets on it. I would leave, and climb into the barrle- large and spacious, with a king sized bed with a beautiful silk yellow bedspread atop it. There would also be a bathroom and kitchen. I didn't understand the meaning of this dream a bit. It occured about every three weeks for three or four years.
3. "Turtle Soup"
This dream was rather freaky. I'd get a green turtleneck sweater for my birthday, and I would put it on. My sister would be there, and we would start walking to the ocean [hah, we live in the middle of the USA. Get that
]. I'd start slowing down, saying I couldn't force myself to go any faster. Before long, my lips and eyelids would begin to turn green. Then my entire face. Then my whole body. I'd get a shell on my back. And then, I'd turn into a turtle completely. My sister would stop walking, pick me up, and say, "Oh well. Guess we just have to turn you into soup." And start walking home. This occured about every two months for about a year and a half.
I think I had one more reoccuring dream, but I can't remember it.
