Jan 06, 2007 11:25
You all know how Jenny explains her weird dreams.
Well I had a particular dream and a really weird one.
It all started out in middle school and the sky is sunsetish pink color. Mr. Guest assigns us (me, Robert, and two other girls) to make a movie about this figure dancing. Now you all don't know Robert, but he's am Hispanic I once knew and Mr. Guest was my film teacher in 8th grade,but yet this Mr. Guest really didn't act like Mr. Guest would act like and instead acted like my current student teacher in Art class. Now Mr. Guest left us an entire class period to make the film, but we faced some weird complications,pure procrastination, and laziness and we were only halfway done when Mr. Guest come back. Luckily he wasn't mad or anything.
The middle part of my dream is really fuzzy I only remember:
1.Two asian women get in a fight and the one of them pulls out a knife and stabs the other.
2. Something about tacos and that weird cartoon show about those masked wrestler kids.
Now my dreams seem pretty meh, but it ends weird.
So my family go to met some guy with a huge house. Now this guy is one of those serial killer types who kidnaps and tortures his victims into serviture and do harmful things or else they die, but my family doesn't know that and just think he's like a normal guy. Now when their leaving, I get kidnapped by this guy and he forces me to join his staff. I go on easy tasks for awhile, but then he wants me to deliver a certain harmful substance that when you breathe kill off the nerve cells. I manage to deliver the packet and like loose feeling of my arms and some parts of my body. Now I try to secretly strike back against him and I fashion claw-like weapon for himself to kill him, but before I can get just close enough, he sends me on another task around the outside. During this task I see either my father or mother yelling and approaching at the house asking where the hell I went. I manage to capture and attention and constantly tell them with body language and signs to just go away, but they still approach the house. I go around back and re-enter the house and I find the guy right about to pull a knife on my family member. I put on my claws and stab his viciously several times( really pleasurable gory moment; the blood stains all the way up my arms and all over myself) until his body bends in two.
My dream ends there and when I wake up, I see a collection of black spots in the shape of a little girl in my doorway that slowly disappear.
I swear never to sleep without music ever again.