Ack. :[
I'm going to attempt to write about my...strange dream that I had between 8:30 this morning and 10:14 when I woke up...balling.
So, I was in the living room with my sister and my parents, plus my dad had these people working for him that he didn't know that well, but they were here, for some..reason. I needed to go to CVS and my dad wouldn't take me, so the guy offered too and I went there and I was looking at single rolls of toilet paper, thats right...toilet paper. I saw my dad walk by and I guess he was going to take my sister home, but I had to go back with the guy, so we got back into the truck and he was all saying he had to go to Aeropostal [Ack, mall reference AGAIN.] to get some tool...[uh, a tool, what?] so I was like, "That's at the mall, I have to go HOME." and hes all, "No, you don't." so we drove someplace and all of a sudden it was daylight and we were at this...shelter type...religious home. There were a whole bunch of ladies mid..30's probably and when I told them what happened that kind of ignored me at first. The guy was still there, he was in the back when I was talking to these people and he told me to not say anything. I sat at the computer there and someone had there buddylist up when he came to check what I was doing. Then, he left again. Then, I went to follow the ladies so I didn't have to be left alone again and they walked out this back door into a field and I tried to when the guy grabbed me and tried to pull me back in, and I was screaming and he made some referance to rape and I was like "Ahhh" and slammed the door in his face and ran in the center of all the ladies. I was then just walking telling them not to leave me alone, and one lady said that she didn't know how she was going to explain this to someone and they asked me what happened and I guess we went back inside unless there was a couch outside and...I kept saying, "I just want to go home.." over and over and I was crying and they looked really concerned and I woke up crying, and then I balled my eyes out for some reason for like 5 minutes until I went down the stairs looking for my mom but she went to church...so I came online then thought about calling John but it was only 9:20 or so there and I didn't want to disturb him, so I went and layed back down and woke up around 11:40, and then John called me a little after that.
Gah, I hate that dream. It still bothers me. :/
So, I was in the living room with my sister and my parents, plus my dad had these people working for him that he didn't know that well, but they were here, for some..reason. I needed to go to CVS and my dad wouldn't take me, so the guy offered too and I went there and I was looking at single rolls of toilet paper, thats right...toilet paper. I saw my dad walk by and I guess he was going to take my sister home, but I had to go back with the guy, so we got back into the truck and he was all saying he had to go to Aeropostal [Ack, mall reference AGAIN.] to get some tool...[uh, a tool, what?] so I was like, "That's at the mall, I have to go HOME." and hes all, "No, you don't." so we drove someplace and all of a sudden it was daylight and we were at this...shelter type...religious home. There were a whole bunch of ladies mid..30's probably and when I told them what happened that kind of ignored me at first. The guy was still there, he was in the back when I was talking to these people and he told me to not say anything. I sat at the computer there and someone had there buddylist up when he came to check what I was doing. Then, he left again. Then, I went to follow the ladies so I didn't have to be left alone again and they walked out this back door into a field and I tried to when the guy grabbed me and tried to pull me back in, and I was screaming and he made some referance to rape and I was like "Ahhh" and slammed the door in his face and ran in the center of all the ladies. I was then just walking telling them not to leave me alone, and one lady said that she didn't know how she was going to explain this to someone and they asked me what happened and I guess we went back inside unless there was a couch outside and...I kept saying, "I just want to go home.." over and over and I was crying and they looked really concerned and I woke up crying, and then I balled my eyes out for some reason for like 5 minutes until I went down the stairs looking for my mom but she went to church...so I came online then thought about calling John but it was only 9:20 or so there and I didn't want to disturb him, so I went and layed back down and woke up around 11:40, and then John called me a little after that.
Gah, I hate that dream. It still bothers me. :/