Dream #2
I'm at my house playing Fallout 3. My mom comes in with Jason. Both of them are laughing. I look at their reflection through the window in my den as I sit on the couch. A feeling of dread comes over me as they turn the corner. They see me there. They stare. Both of them have this look of disgust on their faces. They stay there and stare some more. I start to ask them what's up. Before I can get two words out Jason holds up his hand to stop me. They whisper something in each others ears. Both of them look at me again and burst into laughter. I become completely soaked in anger. I get up and yell at my mom. I stand over her like a beast about to rip off the head of their unsuspecting victim. She calmly looks back into my eyes and smiles. I don't know what to do. I run to the backyard. All of the animals I know are there. Papi and the cats, Abby and Hamish and all the cats from my dads house, and my brothers cats. They all look at me at the same time. I scream again and they all scatter away from me. The only one that stays is my cat. He looks at me with eyes of extreme hate. He says "no". Then he runs away. I see little Moet kill a rat. I recognize the fur of the bloody mess. I run inside to see that my house has changed into Jordan's house. The only person there is my mom. I start to scream at her. She doesn't listen. I shake her. She still doesn't listen. I feel her bones crumble while I shake her and she falls to the floor in a heap of skin. Her face still looks up at me. My voice is becoming scratchy and hoarse. I run around like a wild man not knowing what to do. I am screaming so much that I no longer have a voice. I am screaming to no one.
then I wake up.
then I wake up.