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i wrote this last night about a dream i had sunday night.
i had the scariest dream last night. i don’t know how i managed to stay sleeping instead of waking up in a cold sweat, trying to catch my breath. i don’t remember much of it anymore. there was this really weird girl that a movie had been based on. she was very bony and had a face that was probably pretty at one point but now had these huge, gaping slashes on them that were opened and wet inside. her hair was red and wet and her eyes were circled in this shiny goo. she kept throwing up everywhere, including on herself, and was wearing a vintage dress. she could barely walk so she had to hold on to pieces of furniture or the wall when she pulled her skinny body along and her legs would bend at her knees and just sort of drag behind her body. my brother and i were at some old styled country house and i wanted to leave and he wanted to, as well. he tried to help me get out of the house but we couldn’t. the weird, vile girl was there with these three other college age students who looked perfectly normal and healthy. they were there because in the movie based on her they’d acted as people that were the victims of her actions, whatever those were. they were acting like they were her friends. they seemed to know she was immensely disturbed and dangerous but would defend her. i was terrified and wanted to leave but they wouldn’t let me leave the kitchen that we were all in. it was the oldest house and the doors were falling off the hinges and there were holes in the walls and dust everywhere. everything was very far in the stage of deterioration, including this disgusting girl. at one point, i tried leaving and she insisted that i do the dishes before i left. she yelled “fucking dishes” and tried to stab my hand, but i pulled it away before she could. i started to do the broken dishes and was able to slip out of the kitchen while they were all distracted at one point. i don’t know where my brother, wilson, was. i hurried to the car and my heart was racing and i fumbled for my keys. i thought i wouldn’t make it and i was trembling with fear. somehow, i got the keys in the ignition in time. as soon as i looked in my mirror to reverse i saw her sitting in the back seat, but told myself it was impossible and that she was a figment of my imagination. it worked and she disappeared. my brother was suddenly in the car, asking if i was okay and helping me calm down. i kept seeing images of her and wanted to throw up whenever i did because the idea of her was so frightening. at one point, i even viewed her MYSPACE page! isn’t that funny?!
i had another dream, too, which was pretty boring and i woke up in the middle of it. joe and tim had gone camping and wanted me and Jaime to meet them out there. we drove out to the camping site to meet them and discovered they had chosen the ‘hiker’s trail’ site so we decided to forget about meeting them because it was way too far of a walk. we wanted to stay, though, because we had paid to get in the park. there was this huge pipe over a river and i thought i could walk across it. i almost fell but ended up straddling the pipe and scooting along to the other side. we sat on a bank next to this family who had a little boy. they kept trying to protect the kid from this weird looking reptile with several eyes and a long tail that kind of looked like a small kimodo dragon.
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i had the scariest dream last night. i don’t know how i managed to stay sleeping instead of waking up in a cold sweat, trying to catch my breath. i don’t remember much of it anymore. there was this really weird girl that a movie had been based on. she was very bony and had a face that was probably pretty at one point but now had these huge, gaping slashes on them that were opened and wet inside. her hair was red and wet and her eyes were circled in this shiny goo. she kept throwing up everywhere, including on herself, and was wearing a vintage dress. she could barely walk so she had to hold on to pieces of furniture or the wall when she pulled her skinny body along and her legs would bend at her knees and just sort of drag behind her body. my brother and i were at some old styled country house and i wanted to leave and he wanted to, as well. he tried to help me get out of the house but we couldn’t. the weird, vile girl was there with these three other college age students who looked perfectly normal and healthy. they were there because in the movie based on her they’d acted as people that were the victims of her actions, whatever those were. they were acting like they were her friends. they seemed to know she was immensely disturbed and dangerous but would defend her. i was terrified and wanted to leave but they wouldn’t let me leave the kitchen that we were all in. it was the oldest house and the doors were falling off the hinges and there were holes in the walls and dust everywhere. everything was very far in the stage of deterioration, including this disgusting girl. at one point, i tried leaving and she insisted that i do the dishes before i left. she yelled “fucking dishes” and tried to stab my hand, but i pulled it away before she could. i started to do the broken dishes and was able to slip out of the kitchen while they were all distracted at one point. i don’t know where my brother, wilson, was. i hurried to the car and my heart was racing and i fumbled for my keys. i thought i wouldn’t make it and i was trembling with fear. somehow, i got the keys in the ignition in time. as soon as i looked in my mirror to reverse i saw her sitting in the back seat, but told myself it was impossible and that she was a figment of my imagination. it worked and she disappeared. my brother was suddenly in the car, asking if i was okay and helping me calm down. i kept seeing images of her and wanted to throw up whenever i did because the idea of her was so frightening. at one point, i even viewed her MYSPACE page! isn’t that funny?!
i had another dream, too, which was pretty boring and i woke up in the middle of it. joe and tim had gone camping and wanted me and Jaime to meet them out there. we drove out to the camping site to meet them and discovered they had chosen the ‘hiker’s trail’ site so we decided to forget about meeting them because it was way too far of a walk. we wanted to stay, though, because we had paid to get in the park. there was this huge pipe over a river and i thought i could walk across it. i almost fell but ended up straddling the pipe and scooting along to the other side. we sat on a bank next to this family who had a little boy. they kept trying to protect the kid from this weird looking reptile with several eyes and a long tail that kind of looked like a small kimodo dragon.
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