12-14-2005, 08:01 PM | #41 (permalink) |
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I've had two scary dreams in the last week or so.
The first I can't really remember the actual dream. I woke up to the sound of a little girl crying in my room. The weird thing was, I wasn't sad and I had no urge to comfort the child. I was scared out of my mind. It felt like I should look over in the corner where the sound was coming from, but I really....really didn't want to do that. For what reason, I couldn't say, but I had a strong urge to just shut my eyes and try to ignore it. The second one I remember a bit more of. I remember getting ready for bed. I reach over to turn off the bedside lamp and start getting comfortable. Things move on like they always do and it feels like I'm ready to go to sleep. My eye lids start to droop, my breathing slows down, and every muscle in my body is starting to unclench and settle in. In the moment before sleep hits, something brushes my leg. Just a split second of contact. So brief, I'm not even sure there was anything there. Again, I start to nod off and again something brushes my leg. I kick around, get comfortable again and just when I'm about ready to go.....two big ass hands grab my legs and jerk me towards the foot of my bed. I woke up screaming and twitching. Not pretty.
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12-15-2005, 03:45 PM | #42 (permalink) | |
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Location: France
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12-16-2005, 03:57 AM | #43 (permalink) | |
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Location: US, East Coast. Blah.
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12-19-2005, 08:17 AM | #44 (permalink) |
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Location: under your bed...
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I've had dreams before where I'm falling, but I don't wake up; I just sort of hit the ground. I get up, brush myself off, and I can't remember the rest... I remember I woke up sore, though...
another one I was falling, falling, and for some reason I stop just before I hit the ground, then I'm just sort of flying around... another one(about 10 years ago), for some reason, I was looking off of my bed, down at the ground... all I saw were these ghostly jellyfish, not quite flourescent, sort of a washed-out glow... another one(not sure why) I'm on a killing spree, killing all those who have crossed me, but, for some reason, they keep coming back, unharmed... well, end of this rant for me....
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