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themadpoker) wrote2008-03-12 09:22 pm
themadpoker) wrote2008-03-12 09:22 pm
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Dreams!
Since I rarely ever remember dreams and I kind of have a vague idea of what happened in mine last night I will post it. Also I feel like posting in a spamlike manner today.
Okay so I'm only remember bits and pieces and I'm fairly sure they're not in order but let's go ahead anyways.
First, all of this takes place in my house. And there is suddenly a lot more people living in my house than there used to be and it's not strange. Moving on.
There's been some sort of mysterious murder of Kirk's grandpa (Kirk's a guy I used to be this close to being best friends with in grade 7). And I've seen some cooked spaghetti in my cupboard and Kirk's said something earlier (I can't remember what) and for some reason these two things make me suspect he may be the murderer. Except I really don't want to suspect it because it's Kirk and my head's pretty much going '...uh oh this looks suspiciously like Kirk may have killed him -- no! there is no way ohmygod'
I pass by the upstairs washroom and I almost catch something out of the corner of my eye and I'm kind of 'eep what was that' for a second and then I dismiss it.
Then I'm downstairs. And Pete Wentz pokes his head out of our downstairs washroom and he asks for something. I don't quite catch what it is but I assume he wants a towel because he just took a shower (which is odd because our downstairs washroom is the only one without a shower but I digress). He makes some sort of joke and I head back upstairs and grab one of the many blue towels we've got and head back down. He's gone into the living room but I toss the towel in front of the washroom anyways.
I'm back upstairs again. And I go by the washroom again and this time I see something out of the corner of my eye and actually catch it. It's this creepy grey monster thing and it's saying something about murdering someone else (commanding others which I don't see). It's a gibbin (I don't know how I know this). It may or may not see me but it's suddenly gone from my sight. I am completely terrified, to the extent I can't even scream.
I run downstairs insanely fast and I try to tell everyone that I know who/what the murderer is. I'm trying to speak but I can only gasp out these tiny little screams and there's pressure building up in my head till eventually I can't make any sound at all and my ears feel like they've just gone up 1000 miles of altitude really really fast. So now I'm doing this kind of silent screaming, trying to push noise out but it won't come. My mom, other family, and my cousin Semir are there. My mom kind of thinks I'm joking, like doing one of those random dramatic acts. Eventually the pressure starts subsiding and I can make noise again, a little at a time. So I gasp out that there's a monster upstairs and it killed Kirk's grandpa and I'm still completely insanely terrified while I do this.
That's all I remember.
Okay so I'm only remember bits and pieces and I'm fairly sure they're not in order but let's go ahead anyways.
First, all of this takes place in my house. And there is suddenly a lot more people living in my house than there used to be and it's not strange. Moving on.
There's been some sort of mysterious murder of Kirk's grandpa (Kirk's a guy I used to be this close to being best friends with in grade 7). And I've seen some cooked spaghetti in my cupboard and Kirk's said something earlier (I can't remember what) and for some reason these two things make me suspect he may be the murderer. Except I really don't want to suspect it because it's Kirk and my head's pretty much going '...uh oh this looks suspiciously like Kirk may have killed him -- no! there is no way ohmygod'
I pass by the upstairs washroom and I almost catch something out of the corner of my eye and I'm kind of 'eep what was that' for a second and then I dismiss it.
Then I'm downstairs. And Pete Wentz pokes his head out of our downstairs washroom and he asks for something. I don't quite catch what it is but I assume he wants a towel because he just took a shower (which is odd because our downstairs washroom is the only one without a shower but I digress). He makes some sort of joke and I head back upstairs and grab one of the many blue towels we've got and head back down. He's gone into the living room but I toss the towel in front of the washroom anyways.
I'm back upstairs again. And I go by the washroom again and this time I see something out of the corner of my eye and actually catch it. It's this creepy grey monster thing and it's saying something about murdering someone else (commanding others which I don't see). It's a gibbin (I don't know how I know this). It may or may not see me but it's suddenly gone from my sight. I am completely terrified, to the extent I can't even scream.
I run downstairs insanely fast and I try to tell everyone that I know who/what the murderer is. I'm trying to speak but I can only gasp out these tiny little screams and there's pressure building up in my head till eventually I can't make any sound at all and my ears feel like they've just gone up 1000 miles of altitude really really fast. So now I'm doing this kind of silent screaming, trying to push noise out but it won't come. My mom, other family, and my cousin Semir are there. My mom kind of thinks I'm joking, like doing one of those random dramatic acts. Eventually the pressure starts subsiding and I can make noise again, a little at a time. So I gasp out that there's a monster upstairs and it killed Kirk's grandpa and I'm still completely insanely terrified while I do this.
That's all I remember.
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I think I like this dream. But how does it make you feel?
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After when I woke up, I was totally like, why was Pete Wentz in my dream? I've seen like 5 pictures of him ever, what made such an impression? 0_o
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Sounds like a nightmare to me.