Aug 14, 2005 12:42
oook then, last night I had this really weird dream... Actually i think you could classify it as a nightmare, and I really hope I don't dream about it again, because if I do, it will really start to scare me. I dreamed that there was a family, a little girl (about five or six, with light brown, thin hair, tied up in pigtails with matching pony-tail holders and a pleasant face), her mom (pale skin, my color of hair, and almost a mysterious look about her, with red lipstick, and she was very pretty), dad (a man with what looked like pale skin in the moonlight, and thinning brown hair, the sam color as his wife's, and a wicked look in his eye), her grandma ( lighter skin, gray hair, wearing a flowery blouse and jean pants, the nice gramma look), and a small pet (i don't remember what it was too well). The family was driving down a dirt path, in the middle of what looked like a grass-covered field, and it looked like it was in a remote area, and it was around 10:00 at night. In the middle of the road the family pulls over their car (red, and it was a large sized car) and the parents ask the grandma to sit in the third row of seats (the mom and dad were in the first row, the little girl in the second row, and the grandma and the small-ish pet in the third row. The grandma, of course, says it would be ok, and they help her out of the car, and into the third row. After the grandma is safely tucked away in the third row, the dad tells the little girl to get out of the car, and to join him and his wife at the edge of the road. The dad turns around, so that the back is to them, and when he turns around, they realize he had struck a match. The dad runs over to the car, where the very back window is rolled down, and hurls the lit match inside, and it lands right on the poor little old lady sitting in the back seat. The car suddenly burst into flames, and I could almost hear the elderly lady, screaming for mercy at the top of her lungs. The lady tried the car door, but it was locked, and there was no way out of the car. The little girl runs over to the car screaming "Gramma! Gramma!" And when she reaches the car door, on the inside of the car you could see the old lady, engulfed in flames, rolling, as if trying to put them out, but then the rolling about stops, and the only motion coming from the car is the flames licking the metal on the outside of the car. It was a horrible dream, and I think that and another one was the worst dreams I've had in my entire life. The other one happened when I was about six, and I dreamed that a heavy set man, who looked like a body-builder came into my room, and woke me up. He was dressed all in black, and put a gun to my head, and asked how I would like to die. I started crying, and said I didn't want to die, so the man started getting very angry with me. He stood at the foot of my bed, and asked if I would like to die by getting shot, stabbed, or strangled, so I started sobbing and screaming, and ran out of my room. I ran into the kitchen and climbed on to of my refrigerator (in my old house, the counter was right next to the fridge, so i used to climb up there all the time to hide). Don't ask me why, but then I dremed that I built a brick wall around me, and was safe, but then I woke up. I was six so that scared the crap out of me, and I think i resorted to sleeping in my parent's room because I was so afraid, but then I dreamed i opened their closet and bees came out of it and started chasing me, so then I just went back to my room. I have very sucky dreams... And it feels like someone's watching me, so I;m going to go read my harry potter book for about the 10th time.