The dream starts out me waking up to the husband talking to someone on the phone in the bathroom. I go to the door and knock and he opens and tells me he'll be out in a minute. A few minutes later he comes back to the bedroom to tell me that something weird was going on with Renee. I asked him who she was and he told me she was a friend of a friend and that Cat gave her his number because of her issues with her boyfriend.
The dream then goes from our house to my grandma's old house. Only instead of the beautiful victorian house across the street, it was an ugly set ofapartments. Renee's apartment was the last one. Her boyfriend, Peter, and his friend Dave came out. Peter looked like a normal everday guy, but Dave was another story. He was in a wheel chair, had long hair that hadn't been brushed in a very long time. A very long beard that was stringy but the bottom 3 inches were braided. He gave me the creeps immediately. I made sure I let the husband know, but he wouldn't listen to me.
They came over to talk to the husband, or more like scream at him. The minute they were by us my mommy instinct went into over drive and told me I needed to get my kids out of there as fast as possible. So I made some excuse to get them to go back to the car. Thankfully they started fighting (I never thought I'd be thankful for that) so I had to excuse myself and go break it up. As we got about 20 feet from the car I heard Dave say something and looked just in time for Peter to shove the husband to the ground and both Peter and Dave came after me and the kids. We got in the car and locked the doors just in time. Dave pulled out a very large knife and started talking about how beautiful my girls' hair was and that it would look so pretty on his wall. Then he said he hadn't had a mohawk yet and asked if it would be hard for me, yes me, to spike after he cuts it off. Then they started giving me instructions on how they were going to scalp my kids and step by step instructions on cleaning it up and hanging them on the wall.
I closed my eyes and when I opened them again we were back here at our friend's shop. No sign of Peter or Dave so I was able to relax. For a little while, anyway. Then the mom instinct kicked in and I knew I needed to get the kids and run like hell. I got the kids and locked us in the office. I called the husband and one of his friends and told them that they had found us. Then hung up and called 911. Just as the police got there I woke up.
When I woke up it was about 2:45. I got online for a little while, folded the clothes from the dryer, sprayed down the bathtub and shower stall. I was up for about a half hour before I went back to bed. It took me a bit before I feel asleep. once I was sleeping, the dream picked up right where it left off.
2 officers come to the office, while the others went out into the shop. Through the window we watched as Peter and Dave scalped 2 of the officers. It was over and done with before the other officers even knew what was going on. They opened fire and both Peter and Dave were killed.
Once we got home, things seemed weird, but we were all able to relax. Then 2 little boys showed up at the house. They were Renee and Peter's sons. They gave us a lot of information about their dad, and their mom. They stayed with us, the next morning I got up, checked on the kids, all were asleep.
I jumped in the shower, when I got out the 2 boys were gone. Blood all over the bed they were sleeping on and a small patch of hair left with a note saying it wasn't over.
Cops, the crime scene unit, everyone came. They were asking all sorts of questions, when one of them asked about the woman standing across the street. There was probably 100 people standing outside to see what was going on, but there was one woman that stood out.
She had a blank stare. the husband told them that it was Renee. They were able to cuff her without a problem. Once they had her in a cop car she opened up and didn't stop talking. She told them that the boys had to go because they gave her away. She had to finish what Peter and Dave started, and her first act was to get the hair of my kids.
That's when I woke up. 5:00 AM and I haven't been back to sleep. I'm to scared to.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
I may never sleep again
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Thursday, June 4, 2009
Magic Water
This dream starts out in a marine biology type lab.
I'm getting ready for a trip with my little girl. I have a zip lock bag full of tortillas. They start to move so I paniced and tossed them into the pool and opened the door and sent them out into the ocean. My husband comes in to ask what's wrong, and I told him. He laughed at me and told me I was seeing things and I over reacted.
We go pick up my sister. I explain to her what happened and she laughs. I think to myself that I might be over reacting.
The dream then jumps to us being on a train. My daughter has a ziplock bag full of water. Closer look at it shows that she has little animals in there. A zebra, a sea horse, and a cow. (and yes they are surviving in the water). My sister and I are both shocked and confused. Its making her happy, so we let it go.
The next morning we wake up to her screaming. The sea horse had apparently killed the zebra and the cow. My sister and I looked closer and could tell the sea horse had grown vangs over night. This scared me, and brought back the memory of the tortillas.
I asked myself what was going on. I decided to try something. I drew a picture of a squirrel and a tree. I put it in a zip lock back. I checked it occasionally, but nothing was happening. I took the picture out and sprayed it with some of the water from my daughter's bag. Right before our eyes, the squirrel in the picture came to life, but it wasn't a cute innocent little squirrel. It was a snarling beast.
Once we got off the train, I called my husband and explained what was going on. Again he acted like I was going crazy.
We go to the hotel, check in and get to our room. At some point in the process, my daughter had spilled the water in her bag all over her. My first thought was to ask myself if this was going to turn her into a monster. I decided no, she was such a sweet little girl that nothing could make her evil.
I was wrong. Very very wrong. None of her evilness was directed at me or my sister. The morning after, we woke up to find all sorts of things in our room. Jewelry, glasses, canes, watches, you name it. Things she stole right off of people.
I told myself things could be worse, she could be killing people. We went and returned all of her loot. She was not happy about that. We get back to the room, and she's jumping on the bed. She twists her head to look at us, grins, and then jumps at us.
That's when I woke up.
The husband wasn't my real husband, and the little girl isn't one of my kids.
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Sunday, May 31, 2009
Dying on a tv show
I was watching TV with a friend. It was an ER type show. They were talking about this older woman, gave her name, age and birthday. My Grandma. She had to have some sort of heart surgery and during the surgery her lungs filled with blood and she died. I watched all of this happen on the TV. I watched my grandma die on tv.
I became hysterical. My husband and a friend of ours started making phone calls. They found out that the woman on the show was supposed to be my grandma, but that she traded places with a woman from the same nursing home.
We drive to the nursing home to see her (which turned out to be a resort type thing) and find out that she's married. She comes to the door to greet us and apologizes for scaring me.
Her husband invited us to join them for dinner so they could explain what happened. Over dinner he told us that she was scheduled for the surgery, but she opted out of it, and offered it to her friend instead. Said that the woman needed it more than she did.
Then my dad and my uncles all showed up at the table demanding that her and her husband divorce, that he was behind all this. My dad went to punch him and I woke up.
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Saturday, May 30, 2009
Crazy woman at charity event
I took a short nap this evening. Very short. This dream made me not want to even try going back to sleep.
The kids and I were at a charity event. I bought a small digital camera for a woman and her 2 boys. They had lost everything in a fire and it was the only wish the boys had for their mother. I also bought a bike for a little girl with a heart defect.
Part of the event was a concert. The concert starts, so we find our seats. Out of nowhere this crazy woman grabs one child and sticks a gun to her back. Tells me if she doesn't get what she wants, she'll shoot her. Then throws the child at me and says I have 10 minutes.
The kids and I jump up and run out to the lobby. I found some stairs and took them up and hid all 3 in a closet.
Then I run down screaming there is a crazy lady with a gun. So the lady jumps on stage and starts waving the gun around. Says that people don't have to worry, that she already picked out the child she will shoot. That starts a mass stampede. 2 women run at the woman and tackle her. She falls to the ground. I grab the gun and just as I shoot her, I woke up.
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Red thong wearing cop
I'm sitting on my back porch, but in the dream its reversed. A cop car pulls up in front of the neighbor's house. He gets out and goes to the door. I notice he has a red thong on and first thing I think of is a stripper dressed as a cop. Steve answers the door and the cop goes in.
The next day I go to knock on Steve's door to give him some mail that was put in my box. He opened the door and I see the cop on the floor in the background. At closer look I notice he's dead. He's cut open from head to toe.
Steve thanks me and I go back to my house. There I find this weird looking maroon cat. It begins following me. I run to a park and its right behind me. I start throwing hamburger down to slow it down. (no clue where the hamburger came from). Then I enter this 2 story house. I slam the door thinking it would stop the cat. No. The damn think knows how to open doors. That scares me and I begin running up the stairs.
I enter a door at the end of the hallway. I slam the door and turn a light on. I'm standing on a bridge. Below me is the cop's body with Steve standing over it. Next to him is a dominatrix woman, and a little person. The little person noticed me first. He says something, points up and me and the woman tells him to get me.
He jumps and is on the bridge with me. I turn and run from him and find the cat is there. The cat jumps forward and I wake up.
Unfortunately the dream didn't stop there. Once I went back to sleep, it picked up where it left off. It did that twice before I gave up on sleeping.
Steve is not my neighbor. Actually the guy in the dream I've never seen before. Same with the park, and the 2 story house.
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