Nov 22, 2009- werewolf dream...~~~~
I had a dream, I was traveling outside until 4am. I crashed at my aunt's house which was 6 stories with around 10 bedrooms each floor. Although I was on the lowest floor, and my bro's computer was there. I slept for 2 hours, and I awoke and it was 4pm again but the same day (some time warp). I awoke and talked on the computer to Dark. It was now 5pm although no time has passed. Dark was asleep.
After a two hour nap, I awoke and the time said 4am again. But I was at Angie's house on her sofa by the window. She had 7 to 10 cats or so. The only quietest way out was the cat door which was caged up with large spaces between squares. The cats kept comming to me, and I opened the door and squeezed out. I think her small black kitten and a large white one got stuck between the cage and the window and got out. One of the metal bars broke off leaving a large space for them to escape to the outdoors. Anyways, I get outside and as I run, I left a blood mark on her curtain.
Then everything became dark, I blanked out. I awoke on Angie's sofa- again. It was 5am or so, and the sunlight looked like a super nova. Anyways, I wondered why I was at Angie's like it was the first time all over again. This time I noticed the cat cage was fixed and had larger square spaces, and probably was two sets of them. I got up and used the door, instead. When I got outside, no cats got out, and time suddenly skipped an hour so it was now an hour later- again. 6am or so.
I turn and notice the blood mark was smudged with pinkish purple eye shadow and lipstick/makeup to get it off, but it had more than two long smudges on the frame part, and sopme on the curtain. I walk to the other door of her house, there was one car there. They usually in reality have 7 cars at their house, but this had the front top one car, one door another car, the back another car. Every single piece of this was a mixture of all of them.
I open the door to find her mother inside, selling things as it was a garage sale. Many people were now parked, and one was haggling over an item. Angie's mom said: I will take $50-$100. The visitor said: $100....? And placed the money on Angie's hand, took the item and walked off. I looked to Angie's mother's eyes and was about to say "Hi", although she interrupted and asked what's up. I said, "I am sooo sorry, somehow I don't know how- I woke up on your sofa!" And she said, "You don't remember last night? That movie director for a movie signed you up to act like a wolf, a werewolf. To make screamin' and howlin'. You were a mad woman." I said, "What, really?... Was I really brainwashed...?" Angie's mom nodded or confirmed that it really did happen. My memory tried to go back to where I was on the computer at my Aunt's.
There I was, chatting on the computer to Dark. And then I worried for Dark and how I wouldn't want to be controlled by a movie director, brainwashed, and unintentionally possibly had been raped by this man. Pictures of myself as a large and grey werewolf, howling, acting out pain, walkng on fours- for this movie director I have never seen in front of my eyes once, or remember it so. I was starting to IM dark to tell: " might have been...." Then I was cut off, my care for him glimmered in my eyes, and all this memory to 'going back to my aunt's' was a daydream, for I saw Angie's mom infront of me for a second, and I went back once more into this daydream. I wondered if this movie director was really dark and evil, and raped. I took notice of my lower body without touching to feel if anything was different as I stood in front of angie's mom while in the daydream. Were wolf... And something did feel different. Something as if it could have been possible, as there was even a warmth below the tummy.
I zoned back, looked to Angie's mom, the dream fades out into shades of grey. The music softly played back and over and over and over... Softly, and then more clearly until my eyes are open.
Go daddy, daddy go, for this is I do care. Go daddy, daddy go, it's now or never, for this is what I do care... Wash away all my pain...
After a two hour nap, I awoke and the time said 4am again. But I was at Angie's house on her sofa by the window. She had 7 to 10 cats or so. The only quietest way out was the cat door which was caged up with large spaces between squares. The cats kept comming to me, and I opened the door and squeezed out. I think her small black kitten and a large white one got stuck between the cage and the window and got out. One of the metal bars broke off leaving a large space for them to escape to the outdoors. Anyways, I get outside and as I run, I left a blood mark on her curtain.
Then everything became dark, I blanked out. I awoke on Angie's sofa- again. It was 5am or so, and the sunlight looked like a super nova. Anyways, I wondered why I was at Angie's like it was the first time all over again. This time I noticed the cat cage was fixed and had larger square spaces, and probably was two sets of them. I got up and used the door, instead. When I got outside, no cats got out, and time suddenly skipped an hour so it was now an hour later- again. 6am or so.
I turn and notice the blood mark was smudged with pinkish purple eye shadow and lipstick/makeup to get it off, but it had more than two long smudges on the frame part, and sopme on the curtain. I walk to the other door of her house, there was one car there. They usually in reality have 7 cars at their house, but this had the front top one car, one door another car, the back another car. Every single piece of this was a mixture of all of them.
I open the door to find her mother inside, selling things as it was a garage sale. Many people were now parked, and one was haggling over an item. Angie's mom said: I will take $50-$100. The visitor said: $100....? And placed the money on Angie's hand, took the item and walked off. I looked to Angie's mother's eyes and was about to say "Hi", although she interrupted and asked what's up. I said, "I am sooo sorry, somehow I don't know how- I woke up on your sofa!" And she said, "You don't remember last night? That movie director for a movie signed you up to act like a wolf, a werewolf. To make screamin' and howlin'. You were a mad woman." I said, "What, really?... Was I really brainwashed...?" Angie's mom nodded or confirmed that it really did happen. My memory tried to go back to where I was on the computer at my Aunt's.
There I was, chatting on the computer to Dark. And then I worried for Dark and how I wouldn't want to be controlled by a movie director, brainwashed, and unintentionally possibly had been raped by this man. Pictures of myself as a large and grey werewolf, howling, acting out pain, walkng on fours- for this movie director I have never seen in front of my eyes once, or remember it so. I was starting to IM dark to tell: " might have been...." Then I was cut off, my care for him glimmered in my eyes, and all this memory to 'going back to my aunt's' was a daydream, for I saw Angie's mom infront of me for a second, and I went back once more into this daydream. I wondered if this movie director was really dark and evil, and raped. I took notice of my lower body without touching to feel if anything was different as I stood in front of angie's mom while in the daydream. Were wolf... And something did feel different. Something as if it could have been possible, as there was even a warmth below the tummy.
I zoned back, looked to Angie's mom, the dream fades out into shades of grey. The music softly played back and over and over and over... Softly, and then more clearly until my eyes are open.
Go daddy, daddy go, for this is I do care. Go daddy, daddy go, it's now or never, for this is what I do care... Wash away all my pain...